Friday, April 14, 2017

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The King’s Trumpet

   by Reb Gutman Locks   


     There is a song that has no words

     No words that sing out loud

     Wondrous meaning

     Beautiful music

     But no notes

     No tune

     In fact, it is so still

     It seems silent

     But when you see it with your eyes

     It is startling

     It makes you try to look for more

     In this silence you begin to see the song

     A single note that does not move

     Spreading quickly

     In all directions

     Increasing so fast

     You cannot hold it

     None of it at all

     To see this sound

     Look between the light and its shadows

     A thunder of silence

     Like the cracking of dawn

     Lightning quickly sending out glory

     A royal garment

     Announcing the King's Presence…

     Light that says, look higher

     In this silence we begin to see

     Yes indeed, the King is really here. 

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