Perfection, communing with the divine
before the beginning of the end.
My body was beautiful, no wrong
no decay in the garden.
I heard His voice, it was everywhere
in every created thing existed His word.
In the morning mist and due
was amaranthine, eternal.
Surrounded by endless excellence
why would I have to fret?
Light was ever advancing
and darkness was unknown.
Being unknown became its disguise
until he introduced himself to the women.
She should have known
but maybe her husband too was naive.
The dark one with subtlety
introduced rebellion, shame, guilt and death.
Then all of creation groaned
with their new understanding.
Thorns and thistles which where
not part of the original theme,
birth pains, corruption contaminants
a blessed curse without equal.
Oh, I should have remained beautiful!
Lo behold, where is our redeemer?
Who will take upon himself
life, death to make all things right?
What will become of humanity?
Oh, let there be light!
Who will kill decay, and to damnation say;
“These are mine, before time preserved”.
The choice of all the fallen
the fallen who have chosen Me.
Let Spring reign eternal
let the risen sing, “To hell infernal”!
Our Saviour died my death today
and has given me power, authority
let every soul praise The King
resurrection has quickened me!
Because He’s alive, I live
for evermore. Amen.
by Alexis Rodriguez
You may write to Alexis (Lex) Rodriguez at the following address–he would love to hear from you!
- Smart Communications / PADOC,
- Alexis Rodriguez / BH6734
- SCI Dallas,
- PO Box 33028,
- ST Petersburg FL 33733