Where are all the names you’ve heard since you were born,
or when growing up in your community.
Where are all of their deeds and the gains
they were famed to have made that hyped
and surrounded them, the glories and hatred,
the eulogizing tributes that followed their deaths?
They’ve all gone with the wind, faded away
into the infinity of timelessness of space
only mentioned now in tutorial references
and this sure in very rare instances
But he remains; his name has remained
from generation unborn back through
The ages of when the chronicles of this world
Were chronicled in graven rocks upon the
Mountain faces, before the advent of the scrolls.
He remains active in our everyday activities.
He stays in our periods of sleep and dreams, in battles
And in every event in our life, overseeing
The affairs of the world, of both the wicked
And the deeds of the righteous: of the rulers
Of this world and the leaders, and even of the
Leads as well as the followers whose cries
reach out to his pavilion and throne
high above the stars in the skies.
His Name scares away fears, liberates the captives,
Trembles the covens of the works of the wicked;
It shakes the seas and quakes the mountains
It flattens the hills to be plains for his beloved
To dwell in a harmonious sustainable pasture with nature.
He is a strong tower that shields those who accept his name
Against the arrows and pestilences from those who hate you;
working divine wonders to those who believe and sending awe
to those who do not believe in him
He is a strong tower shedding the righteous and sending
light on their way to illuminate their darkened paths into
a perfect day, hereafter.
