These Three Remain

The master gracefully awoke
To greet the new born day
Today he would complete his work
He formed from mounds of clay

He’d etched the first word – years ago
With tears upon His face
The beginning of life anew
The simple word was – Faith

Then he had worked – all through the night
And not a word he spoke
On this would hinge his work of faith
The next word rested – Hope

Today would finish – his good work
One final word to mold
With all his strength – and mind and soul
Gave his all – to the task

The years had passed – he continued
His vision set – above
He rested not – till it was done
Till he had finished all – in Love

And now we wonder – where to start
Where to begin our day
But all has been demonstrated
We end and start – in Love

— teknaTruth