The universe, so vast, cannot contain
A mighty God who dwells within our souls,
Infused like blood that courses through the vein,
Inscribed like breathing words on sacred scrolls.
Each day a gift, by faith we must sustain,
While knowing not for whom the soft bell tolls.
Hold fast in confidence, in truth contend,
One hope that renders firm until the end.
“Keep your eyes open, hold tight to your convictions, give it all you’ve got, be resolute, and love without stopping.” – 1 Corinthians 16:13 (The Message)
Poetry Type: Ottava Rima