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Beauty

In the morning
Of the first day,
I enter the prison.
The lonely prison of school
My heart is silent.

At the end of Monday
After the lectures,
After biology I wonder:
Why is the orchid so beautiful?
There is no reason for this beauty for it only
Kills the flower when it is picked.

At the end of Tuesday
After the lectures,
After physics I wonder:
Why is the rainbow pleasing to my eyes?
The is no reason for this - the raindrops don't
Think.

At the end of Wednesday
After the lectures,
After geology I wonder:
Why do I love the waterfall?
There is no reason - the water is no
Different from the mud puddle.

At the end of Thursday
After the lectures,
After forestry I wonder:
Why are the pines so peaceful to me?
There is no reason - I cannot sleep here
With the animals in the cold.

At the end of Friday
After the lectures,
After oceanography I wonder:
Why is the hidden reef wonderfully pretty?
There is no reason - I know the poison
That awaits a false step.

At the end of Saturday
After I shop,
After all the streets I wonder:
Why is the city so ugly, so dead, so gray?
There is no reason - We think more than
The reef, the pines, the river, the rain, the orchid.

At the end of Sunday
After I rest,
After the worship He answers:
"I made them. I made Beauty for me and you.
But you left Me, ignored Me, rebelled against Me.
You are My broken creation, the ugly, the rebel.
You made the city.
You poison the rivers.
You live in hatred.
You hurt the others.
You are banished from Me as are all men who rebel,
Until your penalty is paid.
Until your penalty is paid."

"I cannot pay!" I cry.
I cry. I weep. I moan. I sleep. I dream.
In the night He tells me:
"My Son has paid the penalty.
He has died instead of you.
Accept His Gift.

Come back to Me, My beloved.
Follow My Son, young rebels, and
I will make you whole.
I will repair your soul.
I will adopt you as my sons and daughters.
I will give you Beauty once more."

At the end of Monday
After the lectures,
After biology I wonder:
Why is the orchid so beautiful?
My heart sings with the answer:
I know my Redeemer lives!


By Brian Boley
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