Things Too Wonderful
Israel Two, 18/21
How beautiful is the rose in her glory
Who knows what a rose is,
a flower
How holy is the moment lived
Who knows of his death, the hour
The Star of David is his six-sided heart, is it not
But God has yet his sevenfold Spirit
I am speaking of things I do not know
These things too wonderful
Your analog greatness uninterrupted
Transparent, beautiful, high and alone
Your solid nature sits in stately stead,
to rule,
upon your glowing, stately throne
You rule, as a man rules his own heart, his soul
All things flow, homeward bound, and to freedom fly
Where the ancient boundaries hold
no more things for you to know than this:
Christ was kissed, then God our savior died
He lives again, and, for a time,
By campfire he reclined,
with fishermen he made his kin
before the waters wide