Reunion of All Creation
A poem
In the beginning, the Being was alone, His Light on nothing shone, He blew from Himself a Spirit, And from that our souls He split, Billions upon billions of human beings, He carved from that One Thing, And all the universe He then made, And behind His veil is our shade.
When I was conceived in my mother’s womb, And from that moment to my tomb, I am aware of the rest of creation, And in my heart is admiration, The World is your Art, O Creator, And we are your blessed beholder, For there is no greater purpose in living, Than to raise your Name in celebration.
From You, we have come and to You, we return, Till then for You our hearts do yearn, The price of Your Love is our separation, And our peace is in your glorification, How blessed and lovely would be the Reunion, With one another with Your salutation, Welcome back home to My Blessed Presence, It’s being too long your absence.






