Words on a page, strung together
in person. place and time
syntactical form, grammatical tethers
periods, commas, an occasional rhyme
Separated and yet bound together
Punctuation, white space between words and lines
Glue between bricks, Grace in the spaces
God’s Word in the content so I can align
Not the words alone, but the mortar that laces
God’s love abiding between the lines
For God there is no place nor time
He’s with us now. He was with us then.
From the first words spoken until the end.
And then, beginning yet again.
For us there is no place or time
But plenty of space between the lines.
For Terry on a Sunday Morning in recognition of the power of God and His Word in our lives.