ears they are drums <br />god plays in this realm <br /> <br />eyes they are lenses <br />he places to magnify <br />his creations <br /> <br />tongue are channels <br />to his kingdom - adam <br />missed the right apple <br />and lost his right to an eternal home <br /> <br />my nerves are rivers <br />god fashions to help me <br />sail in his world to admire him <br /> <br />my mind, his inspiration as <br />to how extensive his creation is <br />you cannot reach its end nor beginning <br /> <br />my soul a repository for god to wine and dine <br />when his drums stop beating, lenses were covered <br />riverway closed and the mind waned in a mortal frame<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/god-s-drums-ears/
