Poiema

We are God's perfectly designed poems.

Hand crafted for perfection

Designed for beauty and fulfillment

though destroyed by our hunger

Sought after for righteousness 

Faultless in creation and seemingly clean

though washed by the dirt and gripped by the world

His breath He sung into our lungs

Picked us up out of the dust and molded us

though vomited out the worlds desires

Brushed off and chiseled away at to make complete

Set apart and made holy, He sanctified us

He walked us out of the darkness and

Wrote us in the secret place

We are each wonderfully and fearfully made from

His own aesthetic penmanship 

He built and scooped us up. 

We stand free, boundless 

though bound to Him alone

Author's Note

Poiema is a greek word, translated meaning "masterpiece" or "work made by God." I love greek words!