Unknowing in the time of Eden born,
Were the hearts of men in starlight blazing,
As fused on the fourth day first, solar born,
Bursted lights of God ever creating.
Effigy of He who formed the cosmos,
Burns flaming now in midst of night so dark,
Spinning stories to provoke the Telos,
Steadfast aim to ignite their own bright spark.
In whose image is created virtue?
If bright gleaming is the thing created,
When His silent love still doesn’t urge you,
To form new morality belated,
In homily, I call to reader thee!
Rest not while by God’s light you may still see.
Austin High School
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