Jul 2016
Lord, depose our Apollo,
Be our true Lord of Poetry
And so give us poetic licence
To fulfil,
To craft,
To create
With a God given palette
In your own imagery.
Blaze a trail from your heart
To the spirits of men,
Taking captives and setting them free
To feast on your words of life,
To move to your music of love,
To emerse into an eternity of dance,
To celebrate and so to reflect
Your devine Artisan Soul.
Be our true Lord of Poetry
And so give us poetic licence
To fulfil,
To craft,
To create
With a God given palette
In your own imagery.
Blaze a trail from your heart
To the spirits of men,
Taking captives and setting them free
To feast on your words of life,
To move to your music of love,
To emerse into an eternity of dance,
To celebrate and so to reflect
Your devine Artisan Soul.
Inspired by a passing reference to Apollo. Apparently Apollo was the Olympian god of prophecy and oracles, healing, plague and disease, music, song and poetry, archery, and the protection of the young.
The prevalence of poetry in the Bible tells me that God is the true Lord of Poetry.
The prevalence of poetry in the Bible tells me that God is the true Lord of Poetry.
