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The Masterpiece Poem 8-05-10

Poetry By: Patricia McGurk Martin

I explain my faith in The Masterpiece, as I have flown past death to wonder at the beauty of the universe as I meditated past the stars. Facing treachery in my life earlier, I continued to work in the private gardens in which people made me a slave as a child. I always thought of the rest of humanity as a real garden filled with the beauty of God.

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The Masterpiece

© 2008 Patricia McGurk Martin

I leave every stone uncovered

moss removed and unadorned

so I may walk that way again

cool and wet with clear spring rain

and the probable joy of my unshed tears

The asp at my foot

from the stone unturned

taught me to persevere

Neglecting naught but the tiniest

particle of hope

I wrap myself with salvation

As I walk through the universe

in God's celestial garments

I observe the velvet night sky

with clusters of tiny stars

and endless pinpoints of silvery lights

The divine wheel turns

I hang on to its spokes

and submit to the cadence

as the overwhelming radiance

of the vast creation soars

in a transcendent musical overture

that lifts my soul

Away! I say to death

and I fly like a swallow

into God's eye

The breath of the Savior is on my feet

He blows my soul upwards

and into His hands

where I rest

Every minute of my life matters

Every dream is realized, and

every choice stands unbroken

in my integral existence

Every thread of the garment is profound

Each small piece of the puzzle is important

Every waking thought is an assured part

of God's masterpiece that includes me


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