Ah, Word...

Ah word, what worlds you wield

What wonder you impart

You spill your ink-fraught yield

From fathoms of the heart

Ah, word, we trace your trove

To hear the soundless sound

Of breakers crashing on a cove

Of shoes on holy ground

…of gondolas at dusk,

Or city-streets at noon

A word can spell the colors of

The azure eyes of June

Ah, word, you whisper where

The eye a thought descries

We read, deciphering with care

What word is Truth or lies

Ah, Word, we touch Thy page

Where God’s voice changeless, sure

Proves faultless still from age to age

Its promises secure

© Janet Martin

So much to read, so many opinions, much inspiration, beauty, ugliness…

Here, in God’s Word there is no deciphering between truth and lies.