“From Cover to Cover”

 

In sacred books, where only god may know,

What he has said, so long ago.

 

No single path defines his grace,

We cannot claim to know his place.

 

With loud conviction we proclaim,

One holy text, one sacred name.

 

"Over here" amid bibles far and wide,

"Mine is the truth, yours denied."

 

With all our fervor, all our might,

We shout aloud, "you're wrong, I’m right."

 

Each page reveals a shifting view,

As old beliefs fade on review.

 

In searching for truth, words turn bold,

Sparking stories yet untold.

 

Why grip so tight one fragile thread,

When answers wait just pages ahead?

 

I ride the wave of faith ... my way,

No book, or pastor... bids me stay.

 

A church of one, i need no other,

No book to bind me ... cover to cover.

 

It's a lone path i choose to take,

Seeking truth i won't forsake,

 

It lives within, no need to borrow,

My soul stands free ...

 

Beyond tomorrow.

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-Peter