Every Thursday, Around Our Table will feature one of our children's thoughts. It will be in whatever form they decide to express themselves. This section will be titled, 'Our Olive Plants,' with a subtitle of their selection. Enjoy!
~The Twilight Princess~
Who's seen the Twilight Princess? in all her stolen light,
Without an eye of falter, or mind of human blight?
Who's heard her charming night-call? to all the sons of day,
to come unto their resting, to dance in sleeping's sway?
Who's needle has woven her silk? of luminance into some garb,
and worn it as a trophy, of their whit more sharp than barb?
Have you seen the Twilight Princess? as she takes her father's post?
as he retires yet another day, from the Almighty's host?
Have you seen her quiet reflection, in the ponds of purest drink?
And have you seen her surpass the song, of what you did then think?
Can you capture all her beauty, like a crown from'er father's head?
how she's made you think to drop pen, and gaze her face instead?
Have you seen her brothers watching? as she climbs to throne of Sky,
for unless you believe the Maker, you can only ask but, "why"?
Have you seen the Twilight Princess? as she paints in orange paste,
the unseen portal of your vision, all within a season's haste?
Can you sing the strong sonata? of her foreign language key,
if you've tried you've learned quite quickly, that all words do quietly flee.
Yet isn't the glory of Maiden, but a drop of aquifer?
from the river of glory, of God I can't refer.
Have you seen the Twilight Princess, yet worshipped not luminescent flow?
for if you have you've traded raindrop, for vast, all glorious flow.
About the Author:
Ian Gabriel is a 13-year-old, with an interest in writing and reading. He enjoys reading books on Theology and poetry.
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