Come, let's find a king
with the answers to
our existential wonderings.
His royalty will shield
our eyes from the false
and reveal truths our
consciences lack.
The feast he prepares
will leave us satisfied
beyond all hunger
we've ever known.
Our broken bodies
will be mended.
The dirt under our
nails will be gone.
And our raw, scraped,
shaking knees will
kneel for no lies
and heal through
his desire for redemption.
He will open the golden gates
gladly and with welcome,
but far from sight as
he maintains an
air of mystery.

A beautiful king
we will find.

A heavenly, wholesome king.