An early writing from an early Gloryteller:
(Revisited, rearranged, and re-posted)
What he heard one glorious morning:
Written as fast as He imparted it
sans punctuation
Stream of consciousness
making demands on a reader
to supply hizzerher own marks
It is packed
pressed down and running over
All saying
Open me
Read me again harder
Intensely with feeling
Will you rise to the challenge
~ ~ ~
He speaks every moment
Every place in time
In all interrelated spatial positions
To every creature
And to all creation
Primarily to every heart
And soul who will listen
Every searching mind
May hear the delicate
The precise presiding mathematics
See it in waveforms dancing
Lyric logarithmic
It is indeed everywhere
And in everything
Numbers are the letters
Equations are the words
Complex sentences cascading into paragraphs
Chapters
Books
Libraries
Enumerating Love
And quantifying Compassion
Explaining the structure
The form and function
Of a tree
Of a seashell
Of salt
Of music
Of you
And me
~~~
Music too is everywhere
And in everything
Messages for every hearing heart
Are you listening
Do you hear the numbers flow
Babbling streams rhythmic audible
Intricately woven tapestries
Of tiny objects singing with ponderous power
And ponderous objects
Containing the hum of inner intricacies
Noted tones forming letters
Bars and lines stating phrases
Colorful movements
Passages soaring with power
Then diminishing to grace
Of operas
Concertos
Whole symphonies
Overtures to all creation
Explaining things unseen
Abstract harmonized with substance
Beauty illuminated
Emotion elucidated
Eternity exclaimed in melody
Glory exponentially expounded
In cooperating frequencies
In particles and waves
Vibrating
Spinning
Circling
Dancing the Great Dance
In the Great Painting
In the Grand Ballroom
Of The Master
A celestial choir singing artistic creativity
Dignified craftsmanship
Timely invention
Science hums with insights
Poetry counts the treasures of thrift
Word and the senses recite Truth
Look and you will find
Faith comes by hearing
Taste and see
A sweet fragrance to Him
He touched their eyes
To illuminate the beauty
Of His sacrifice
His wondrous return
~~~
He shows Himself everywhere
In intellectually intricate patterns
In everything
His Heart speaks
What was made
We didn’t make
In the greater sense
We merely participate
Unworthy creatures we
Surely not math did we create
Surely not music
Not art
Not science
Not The Great Story
The Great Poem
No not Love
Only trouble
~~~
His Image His Nature His Love
He would communicate
To hearts souls minds
So many languages He speaks
Signs and wonders abound
Science
Thought
Art
Inventiveness
Creativity
Sight Hearing Smell Taste Touch
Math
Music
Word
He spoke it all and speaks it now
Citing passages of musical verse
Arrangement
Orchestration
The Great Composition
His endless
Sacred
Lyrical
Languages of Love
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Written fast as He imparted it
sans punctuation
Making heavy demands on a reader
It is packed pressed down and running over
All saying
Open me
Read me again harder
Intensely with feeling
Did you rise to the challenge
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Copyright 8-27-12, and 8-7-2017
Gloryteller Len Snider@Gloryteller.com