Poet God

We have with us a God of poetry,
His universe of beauty can be heard,
His world of wondrous music we can see,
by us to be translated into word.
We note His laws of nature keeping time,
feel His creation marching to a beat,
in all His symmetry we read a rhyme,
and sense a rhythm melodious and sweet.
But there's an angel fallen from above,
who tries by sin all poetry to erase,
while we poor souls inspired by poetry's love,
write lines more gracious by the Poet's grace.
Old Poet God with poems forever new,
help me harmoniously just copy You.

                      -- by Pete Voelz     9/09