BRUSHED HIS INVISIBLE HANDS
LOOKED AT THE CREATION HE HAD MADE
WITH HIS STILL INVISIBLE HANDS
FELT PRIDE
SMILED
LIGHT BEGAN
SMILED AGAIN
CLAPPED HIS INVISIBLE HANDS
THUNDER ROLLED
COMETS FLEW THROUGH THE SKY
WATER SURGED
BUT HE CALMLY FIXED THEIR LIMITS
WITH SUN CAME LIFE
FLORA AND FAUNA
WITH LIFE CAME CONCERN
FOR LIVING THINGS
I NEED A GARDENER
A CARETAKER
FOR MY CREATION
HE MADE A MAN
TASKED HIM WITH THE JOB
FROM THE BEGINNING
WE WERE BAD GARDENERS
UNGRATEFUL CHILDREN
WITH A COSTLY GIFT
WE ATE THE FRUIT
ACQUIRED KNOWLEDGE
WAY BEYOND OUR NEEDS
WITH SIN NIGHT BEGAN
TRYING TO CATCH THE RISING SUN
WE MARCHED EAST OUT OF THE GARDEN
BUT THE SUN WOULD NOT STAY
BUT SWEPT OVER US
AS IF TO SAY
YOU WANTED NIGHT
ONCE THERE WAS NO NIGHT
EVERY TIME THE SUN PASSES OVER
IT SEEMS TO SAY
IT’S NOT TO LATE TO TEND THE GARDEN
TO RESTORE THE BEAUTY OF MY WORLD
THEN GOD SMILED AGAIN
I’LL SEND MY SON TO HELP THE GARDENER
THE DARKNESS COULD NOT COMPREHEND THIS
AND FLED TO SHADOW LAND
IN MY GARDEN
THIEVES CANNOT BREAK IN
OR MOTH CONSUME
IF THE GARDENER IS VIGILANT
FOR MY PART
I HOLD THE WORLD
IN MY INVISIBLE HANDS
FRANK A VOLLMER
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