A poem by Bex Lawton (https://psalmist-bex.blogspot.com/2019/02/you-are-my-poem-ephesians-2-v…)
You are my poem
Let me be clear, you are not a limerick, you are not a joke to me.
You are not a haiku or couplet, structured, short and done.
You are a well-thought out love sonnet, darling one.
Can you hear traditional patterns in writings of old, stories of Abraham, Moses and David?
That reckless love, abounding love, tireless and never-ending.
You are a detailed narrative, a story of good overcoming evil, of a captive, of rescue and freedom.
Yours is an epic poem, lengthy, no detail missed out, unrushed.
Your poem is a free verse spilling out of me, grace and beauty flowing, rich with imagery.
Your poem is not yet finished,
it's building, building, building, building until...
...your likeness is that of your poet.
That's right, your poem is an ode to me.
The great artist,
The original,
Your poem reflects me.
