Divine Design

In realms where light and shadow blend,
God’s will, unyielding, shapes the end.
Each soul, a spark, by Him defined,
Resists or yields to truths divine.

He crafts the qualities that stand,
To dance with beauty, hand in hand.
In every heart, a seed to grow,
Its potent bloom, His grace to know.

No thread escapes His sovereign weave,
Each moment’s path, His mind conceives.
For God, unchanging, ever whole,
Decrees the tides that shape the soul.

From starlit skies to earthly clay,
His purpose holds, His will’s at play.
In all that is, His voice resounds,
Eternal, boundless, love abounds.