Maker...

Prismic brilliance, light refracts

Word speaks power, darkness cracks

Space torn open, sky is made

Earth appears, foundations laid

Life pours down in raindrops clear

Maker smiles at His blue sphere

Green plants breathe as one in praise

Sun joins in with warming rays

Small fish move in rhythmic waves

Brown bats hang in hollow caves

Field mice run in open fields

Night owls watch, their instinct yields

Then from the earth, man appears

Crowning glory soon in tears

Eden lost, perfection fades

Creation groans, sin cascades

The Makers heart bleeds broken

A cross cries pain unspoken

But love holds strong to a place

A garden of peace and grace

Where we all can choose to live

If only we freely give

Our life to the Maker's hand

Back to where His love shaped man...