In the beginning the Word was with God
And God spoke the worlds into being.
Then and now those worlds sing their words back to God;
God hears, enjoys, and joins the singing.
The Word gives breath and can take breath away;
The Word informs and imagines.
The Word that condemns can take death away;
The Word sustains and envisions.
Now some words are broken, and wordsmiths die,
And some names are said all in vain.
We sing some songs as sad as a sigh,
But the Word still speaks and His words sustain.
Christ calls a name and He images the same;
He figures, patterns, and designs.
We read, we write, we watch, and we wait,
And our words with the Word he aligns.