Our Universe Awoke

by Randy East   Jul 5, 2012


We all live because of faith,
Each gifted, with the ability to feel.
From Gods faith, so astonishingly Great,
existence was made "real".

We're taught...

Faith as tiny as a seed,
could move a mountain range.
like prophets did in their own time,
to bring about great change.

But if faith as tiny as a seed,
could move, or part the sea.
Imagine then what Gods could do,
if it's as big as infinity!

His perfect faith created it all,
and keeps "IT ALL" intact.
Created for us to live inside,
where we can move, and act.

Such great faith His plan did have,
for what He believed... He spoke.
And in that beginning, when he spoke the word,

our existence then awoke.

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  • 4 years ago

    by Kips

    Wow!! Powerful work! I love this, especially the last part.

    "Such great faith His plan did have,
    for what He believed... He spoke.
    And in that beginning, when he spoke the word,

    our existence then awoke."

  • 4 years ago

    by Ducky

    I love it! 5/5

  • 5 years ago

    by Randy East

    I'm sorry, that's just not my style. I like rhyme in my poetry, and tangible thoughts that fit together. Not the compressed mystery that your style proposes, I like your added lines in the end though, not necessarily for this poem tho.
    pushing up through the white soil of divinity, love that!!

  • 5 years ago

    by Suzanne

    Hi Randy, these are interesting thoughts and you formed the poem well.

    I am going to illustrate what could happen with come compression, removing some of the linking pieces.

    I hope this makes some sense. Compression pares the ideas down to their core strength and adds mystery.

    We Awoke

    All are alive because of faith,
    our ability to feel a gift from
    The Astonishingly Great.
    In his hands we are made real.

    Faith small as a mustard seed,
    brings great change.

    Small as a seed, we can move
    or part the sea.

    Perfect faith created "IT ALL",
    and keeps "IT ALL" intact.
    In perfect faith, we move and act.

    What He believed, He spoke.
    And when He spoke His word,
    we awoke to our existence,
    we pushed up through the white soil
    of divinity. or white soil of grace.

    I am in a masters program for poetry writing.

  • 5 years ago

    by Amreen

    Firstly, a factual piece... I just loved every bit of it... And I like your poems on life as they hold true... Keep writing(: