The Architect (edited re-post )

http://magpietales.blogspot.com/ (top photo) Above photo- Toronto, Ontario Canada


In the birth of high-rises
Towers, sky-scrapers
Below the rewards of
Man’s greatest endeavors
There, at the base
Of his grand architecture
Is the most amazing
And intricate creature
…man

Buildings may draw
Our gaping admiration
As we stand in awe
At an artists creation
But the inevitable remains
This is simply a street
Lined with structures
Of steel and concrete
...dust

But, every last man
In all of these masses
Though he lingers admiringly
Or hurriedly passes
Is of equal value
In the Creators eyes
We are His workmanship
Bought with a price
...blood

Buildings will crumble
There is nothing so grand
As to be immortal
Or above the command
Of One, who created
Not of stone or wood
But blew on the dust
And made flesh and blood
…man

Concrete and steel
Will decay and rust
Flesh and blood
Will return to dust
But within every man
And beyond our control
Dwells the immortal
The undying soul
...hope

Janet~

Architecture is such a pleasure
To behold
The completion
Of a great dream.
But as I stood gazing in admiration
As crowd upon crowd rushed by
It suddenly struck me,
Every single person, in every single city
Or in the remotest corner of the earth
Never escapes the eyes of his Creator.
Architects dream, build, die
None of their work will remain eternally
But every man, woman, child,
Who breathes upon this earth
Will meet their Creator!
Hallelujah, He has also given to everyone
Living Hope
For the soul that will never die.