In the grand tapestry of time and space

A majestic brushstroke of grace takes place

With every choice, a thread is spun

Weaving a narrative, beneath the golden sun

In this fantastical realm, where free will roams

God's sovereign whisper guides us back to our true home

Through labyrinths of decision, and crossroads of the heart

The cartographer of grace charts our journey's every part

Yet, in the depths of our rebellion, we attempt to seize

The painter's brush, and redraw the masterpiece with human ease

But like a masterpiece unmarred, God's original design

Remains untouched, a work of art divine

In this grand symphony, where every choice resounds

The maestro of grace orchestrates, without a single sound

And when our wickedness would seek to silence the refrain

God's redemptive love resounds, an eternal, cosmic strain.