Thankful...To He Who Scatters Periwinkle Petal-stars On Grass

To He who scatters periwinkle, petal-stars on grass

And tunes galactic elements where cosmic orbs amass

Who spills his Supreme Signature on heaven’s boundless span

Yet left His throne supernal to put on the flesh of man

To He, born in a stable, King of kings and Lord of lords

To purchase soul-salvation; hope for mortal sin-cursed hoards

…who would not disregard proud, hard-hearted hypocrisy

Of those who taught the Law but hated love’s humility

…who walked among the people and talked of A Better Way

And told them of a Father to whom everyone could pray

How love, not Law would prove discipleship of heart and mind

He blessed the poor, the pure in heart; the meek, merciful,kind

To He, though throngs despised him for His fearless reprimands

Still, thousands upon thousands followed this Galilean

 Their hatred, like storm-maddened skies, blood-thirsty with revenge

Insisted on a sacrifice they could not comprehend

To He, Lion of Judah led like a Lamb to death’s cross

With the cry ‘it is finished’ vanquished Guilt’s fixed albatross

As colors He created when He stated ‘let there be’

Were swallowed in the noonday dark of blood-washed Calvary

To who overcame the grave and waved aside the Stone

That could not seal the Triumph of ’Father, Thy will be done’

To He who proved the victory bought through obedience

And left mankind Love’s Legacy that never, ever ends

We thank Him, Father, Son and Spirit, only faith can know

Heart-hunger, who could bear it; save through Mercy’s overflow

We praise Him for the promise that succeeds earth’s sorrow-strife

If we believe we will receive His gift; Eternal Life

© Janet Martin