I Love Poets

Poets and their passion to pronounce what their heart is prone to pound!
They stir up a special kind of excitement in me, knowing that this world is not a cold globe
drifting in the galaxy.
I'm enthralled by their articulation of a string of letters, bound to rhythmic form,
foregoing into the hearts of men to evoke emotions and stir up the senses.

My Creator's a poet, if you look around you'll know it
'cause He's not shy to show it.
See how the earth and the sky are placed, magnificently structured
to write out the greatest poem ever constructed.
Gaze upon the stars as metaphors of His love,
against the backdrop of our sinful hearts.

Can you feel the emotion seeping down to your hearts?
Now it's conviction burning up in your soul!
'cause this is a poem of the greatest kind, about a poet with an even greater mind.
I'm not talking about Shakespeare's profound lines, no,
this poet I speak of writes before the hands of time.

For before the foundations of the earth were laid, he conceived your being -
had the desire for you to be made.
Then, He chose your soul, set it apart for His glory,
though you were world's apart, He can bring you back with one story.

This poem is simple, heavy-loaded with a punchline that's lethal.
You'll be left dead to this world or dead for eternity...
yes, that's the extent of His creativity.
See, He's not bound by the hands of time or trapped withing the 4 walls of natural activity.
Yes, my Creator's a poet, look in the mirror and you'll know it!