Scroll of Favor

A flourish of light nourishes a cordial of life in pages
Crimson bleeds through a channel of words
No other beauty can be leveled by the eye
The edge of towering peaks glimmer with curiosity
Mystery surrounds the chasm of crystal seas
Manna not attained by sight or scheme, the aroma of love
Hidden in the depths washed clean by His favor
The height of heaven, an ordinary basket descends
Not filled with charm nor pleasing to settle scorn
An unequivocal record is given across the floor
For the lowliest, the utter defenseless left to mourn
The scroll of favor granted by the Prince of Valor
Wherein all true access to life is born

© 2010 Adam Stark


One Response

  1. This is awesome…. our Prince of Valor…. wow

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