About the Universe I hear
So many different stories
From 'this is all we have my dear'
To 'we'll sing heavenly glories'
The world will end in fire and ice
Or all are raised in Jesus Christ.
On whole I like the atheist view
It's tidy and it's neater
And death's the end. I don't deny
That Resurrection's sweeter
But hope in Christ risks such a fall
I'd rather not believe at all.
Jesus walks free and wise and wild
Do I dare follow this brave child?
*the first Poem of the Day, hopefully (somewhat revised from this morning)