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I Feel Eternity

I feel eternity
rushing over me, under me
caught in this cycle
He has made me to follow the moon
gladly do I crash upon the shore
beat upon the sand
then retreat

I feel eternity
rushing all around me
yet it is I that really moves
rustling the tall summer grass
stirring the autumn leaves
He sends me joyously to every corner
through every crack

I feel eternity
rushing from above to below
pouring down around me
I saturate the ground with my all
whether He sends me soft, sweet, fragrant
or hard, bitter, rough
I am delighted to be His to dispatch

I feel eternity
time itself rushing by me
enduring yet wasting away
I go not yet I am contentedly His
to sit on the mountainside
lie in the river’s deepest bed
to cry out praise when needed

I feel eternity
as I coast from here to there
across the vast expanse He has set me in
I float above till He weighs me down
with many different treasures
He sends me to deliver
happy am I to drift where He tells me

I feel eternity
rushing thru my limbs
as season arrive, seasons depart
when He call me to bear fruit
I do so cheerfully knowing even as I do
I draw closer to death
but always is His promise of renewed life

I feel eternity
as I spin in His heavens
merrily circling, sustaining His design
as He has called me to
I know time, yet no longer note it
seasons, decades, millennia fade together
I wait in breathless anticipation for His return

I am as near eternity
as any can be, not merely
feeling it, but seeing it before me, being it
time, space, they matter little
all He asks of me is shine in His cosmos
and shine for him blissfully I will till I die
I am His creation


© Michelle Post

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