Poem: Made from Dust For Glory

I was created for you.

Dreams that you already knew.

Clay within the potters hand.

You breathed into this dusty land.

Man became a living soul.

Flesh and bones finally whole.

A garden full of delight.

Perfect taste, touch, hear, smell, sight.

Until the beguiling snake

Tempted mankind to forsake

The God of mercy and grace.

Sin entered our broken life.

Suffering much pain and strife.

But God made a way to live.

The Father sent the Son to give.

A new life and a new heart.

Born again for a new start.

© Chad Damitz, 2020