I had an ominous dream
time had passed before my eyes
a dark cloud swept over our earth
filled with dark corruption and lies
a storm charged with hate
no control how it spun
ripping apart all that inspired
where the final gate was hung
inside was preserved
only one small tiny world
open-faced smiling flowers
and one grey mourning dove
a brick path had been laid so long ago
and the arbor overgrown
shielded unique flowers
from the cold biting snow
frozen were the tears
that lay upon my cheek
as beauty was discarded
ripped apart so to speak
and now what is left
I can tell you what is not
today beauty died
the remaining world now LOST
“Time began in a garden.” and it will end there as well. I sometimes have imagined with my children what the garden of Eden must have been like. We all liked the idea of riding tigers, talking to the monkeys, and being lifted up in the trunk of an elephant. The part of the garden that was different from all gardens was the absence of SIN. That would mean the animals would have gotten along. Many claim that the lion laying down the lamb at the end of the Age. I was struck by a visual that I saw in an article written by a young Pakistan woman. She spoke of how life had been simple in her (impoverished) village but people looked after each other and they celebrated the good fortune of another. In the garden of life, people care for one another. She expressed her consternation at the change of the bigger village in just 50 years since the days when people would split their last loaf of bread with another. In this new society man throws a struggling survivor of a boat (in the sea) because their beliefs are not the same. Children are taught to wield blades bigger than themselves – their prey is man.
Truly our garden is dying.
“Therefore you will joyously draw water From the springs of salvation.”
“And the wolf will dwell with the lamb, And the leopard will lie down with the young goat, And the calf and the young lion and the fatling together; And a little boy will lead them. 7Also the cow and the bear will graze, Their young will lie down together, And the lion will eat straw like the ox.…”
8 thoughts on “The Day Beauty Died #sundaydevotion”
It’s sad but true.
__Tend the time well grown… in each mind.
the garden path
wanders through our fruitrul minds
grown of truth
always just the right words friend Magyar
A very fine Sunday devotional.
Beautifully put and very thought-provoking. I imagine Eden much that way as well and, looking around our sinful world today, grieve for such serenity. Yet, this I know-He is coming again! And one day, all will be reconciled! God bless!
Love this! I have often thought that, as God is love, he is also beauty. We see his work in the beautiful things and people around us. It is we who have left an ugly stamp on this world. I can’t wait to see the untainted beauty of heaven!
A very thoughtful, and thought provoking poem, Leslie. Beautifully written. 🙂
This is an extremely beautiful poem depicting the dark truth of our world…!