With an Ever Changing Heart

There must be a large Black Hole

 way out in His heaven

that attracts those who come close

and swallows them whole.

God you must have eyes that see all,

go blind, and then You see again,

who cries for those who’ve lost their way.

With an ever changing heart and

Kaleidoscope eyes,

You can see our broken souls as whole.

Round and round life comes and goes

with not a hint of motive,

tires our wandering souls

so that we wish to sleep

with Him in the forever

where flowers live in a land

of dance, and music.

He hears our up and down trope,

listening to requests of love and hope,

and unfulfilled regrets.

 Supplications for another day

rise like flames in a barn full of hay.

Was I human?  Did I live in the real?

Did we broach the words that had to be said?

Did we come close to loving God,

whose heart is like a rainbow

that ever moves on

with a pot of gold just that close.

We stray from God

to stand by the idol, Money,

never enough, never enough,

and when we are in heaven

we will need nothing.

Nothing in the hands of the Great Something

creates the heaven that we will strive for.