Before the starry heavens
and even before any sky
I imagined, at first wistfully,
in my imperfect mind's eye
the two of them together.
Billions of years of familial bonding.
Tragically, honestly,
my eyes flooded
with tears to cry
picturing this "only-begotton son,"
"a first-born of all creation"
with his Almighty Heavenly Father
Bathed in majestic celestial light,
(Since darkness blinds Satan's nations.)
Me living life in contained misery.
Comatose my plight.
A daughter without her own dad
unveiling an envy
too ugly to hold
Buried years beneath in silence
Searching for comforting answers
her then unknown goal.
I imagined their camaraderie
their happiness
in creating the universe
Angels applauding
their collective lauding
As Jesus and Jehovah
put finishing touches
on our marvelous
beautiful earth.
Somehow dampened
my enthusiasm
for this awesome favored son
I'm terribly saddened
to confess.
Since born into a world
where love is covered
Over by materialism
valued more than brother
As your mark to true success.
I felt smothered
in loneliness.
But as I pondered this Special Creation
Beloved by Father; Hated by races
His wonderful qualities
patiently
demonstrated
in imitation
of His Creator's
Holiness
I finally understood.
Appreciated this opportunity.
I began to feel really blessed.
How could I mistake there kindness
In offering me Eternal Life
To bond with them in uniting fondness
of ending bitterness and strife.
So now I bow my head
in trepidation
for my arrogant
audacity,
my ignorance,
my jealousy.
My unfounded
frustration.
My desire
today
is to cultivate
Jesus'
utmost
Divine
Humility
And love for all people.
He's my Hero.
My Potentate.
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