Saturday, November 30, 2013

When the Wheels Fall Off

What is that per yonder place
Where distant wheels and driving state
Careening corners and making pace
Doth carry loads with human fates?

A carriage low and sometimes high
Bending neath and driving by
Ignoring signs of damaged ties
When separate binds doth wave goodbye

The careless one hath not a clue
That binding wheels are letting loose
That pins secure are now reduced
To fragments of what once was used

The dangling circles begin their flight
And off the cart within the sight
Of all who'll see within the night
That which was used in great delight

Now tumbling ground doth that cart see
And bears the fruit of used to bes
As spoils from the crashing keys
Remind them of the fate of these

When wheels do fly and spoils lie
Beneath the wreckage and piled high
There's none so close within the night
As He who reigns without a sigh

And places wheels back on again
That all who will will find in Him
The one who saves from deep within
Cares the most for wheels of men




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