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Feasts
Tapestry
In ancient verse, let tongues now sing of mysteries deep and wide,
Of He who reigns beyond the veil, where Time and Space collide.
The God of Scripture, boundless, stands, not fettered by our frame,
Where Matter, Space, nor tick of Time can stake a claim or name.
For if constrained by these three bounds, He could not God be named,
For Time and Space and Matter are the tools by which He framed
The cosmos vast, the starry night, the earth beneath our feet,
In one grand act, the Continuum, His masterpiece complete.
Behold the dance of elements, where naught can stand alone,
For Time must have its Matter, and Space its cornerstone.
Where would we place the mountains grand if Space were not to be?
Or when would oceans roar their songs, if Time ceased to flee?
Together sprung, at His command, from naught to all that is,
The tapestry of universe, in wondrous genesis.
In the beginning, Time was born, and Space its canvas spread,
And Matter filled the void within, by His own hand was led.
A Trinity of trinities, so elegantly wrought:
Time marks the Once, the Now, the Soon, in every fleeting thought.
Space stretches far, in Length and Breadth, and Height beyond our ken,
And Matter shifts from Solid Earth, to Liquid, to Gas, and back again.
Such mysteries of trinities, conceived without a seam,
Reflect the mind of Him who dwells beyond the mortal dream.
For only One not bound by these, could such a world create,
Where Time and Space and Matter bow before the Heaven’s gate
So sing, ye bards, with lyre in hand, of God who dwells on high,
Whose works declare His majesty across the earth and sky.
The God of Bible, unconfined, by human thought or creed,
Who calls to us from age to age, in every hour of need.