I do not know the ways of spheres:
how planets orbit,
how stars alight.
I do not know how life's sustained,
how atmospheres enfold.
I do not know the wheres or whys,
how Jupiter
protects our sky.
I only know the heart of man
and know that it is sick.
I have not plumbed the ocean floor
nor found the place
where tides must rest.
I have not climbed the highest peak
or seen the plates force up.
I have not swept the sea, the land,
our ancestors
trod underfoot.
I've only met God's hand in time
and read His plan to save.
I cannot answer mysteries:
why life exists,
why time must die.
I cannot say the span of man
before our time, beyond.
I do not know my mind's own truth
nor understand
why hearts must lie.
Yet I have known Your way with me
and say that it is good.
Teacher, writer, blogger, husband, father, Christian. Living in Wyndham in Melbourne's west, on the land of the Kulin Nation. Searching for words to console and feed hearts and souls.
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