Fools at the Table of the King

I have two posts in a day! A miracle! Not really; I've got a store of poems that I haven't posted. 

May this make you think,

Jen

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Lord of my heart,

King of all Kings,

All nature praises you!

The ocean's frothy waters rise up 

For your feet;

The sands of the desert 

Give way for you.

The song of the stars' 

Silent crescendo tells your story.

The rise and fall of the heavens 

Gives you glory.

As you have made 

the heavens, and the earth,

And silence, and song for your glory,

So you have made man 

For that purpose. 

Why then, do you allow us to squander that role?

To play a fool in the court of the King

When we have married the Prince?

You have opened the door 

To your glory and given us an

Invitation to dine at your table. 

Why then, do your children refuse

To dine at the King's table

Where food is plenty?

Or do fools simply 

Ignore what is offered

For their own desires?

For who else refuses to dine 

At the table of the King?