The Will Of God Be Done Poem by Eden Verse

I'm an ancient believer
And I believe on Mighty' s will
Who rules on earth and heaven high
And write the destiny Book with quill
He knows the pains in heart we hide
He knows what is in dale and hill


I write my anguish in my book
With holy words and holy rhyme
I often think to harken thee
O scented blooming yester time!
But Oh that I can not this do
It is in hands of Soul Divine
Some wondrous scene of magic past
To see their faces I there pine
They live in niche of soul and heart
In breaths and blood they intertwine
O phantoms! my this pulse of heart
Is not of mine but it is thine

In deep regret, in heart of hearts
I think and I can this surmise
I broke thee in the worldly love
My heart now I apologize!

But I think you will never mind
As I think you can understand
Who is the writer of The fate
My cord was in His lofty Hands
He wrote the stories of our lives
In heavens with His seraph bands
We can not ask Him change our lot?
We not from hovering doom can run
All we can do is work and pray
His Will is final, it is done


We all the souls of His one soul
We live and die as He hath will
The sea of time in rhythm flows
And by the ancient watermill
I stand with empty heart on ways
The ways which lead to Eden green
I wish that them there I'll meet
In starlit eve in moonish sheen