A View Of Eternity--By Marcus Omer--United States

A View Of Eternity

Eternity sits on the edge of my eye.

Overhead the circling moon
dodges the little specks of light
that dart sideways
in the midnight sky.

Above the rim of my eye
the orbs of fire and ice
glide like precision clockwork
of a master watchmaker.

You, Neal, are among the few
who have touched the edge.
Did you feel the breath of God?
Could you hear His whisper?

Unshackle my earthy chains,
let me touch the beginning,
let my view be as Your view
O’ Creator of time.

Eternity sits on the edge of my eye.

Marcus Omer got serious about writing after he retired in 1997. He draws his inspiration from the many emotions we experience in life. He has published Of Sunshine and Clouds with iUniverse and The Winding Road with Shadow Poetry. He’s also published in Snippets, The Magic of Words and several issues of Golden Words.