Here’s another poem from Doug Wilson, published in his book of poetry, Untune The Sky. This one is called “Below.”
Eternity and time confound
The buckling minds of mortal men,
Who rail at God as though he were
A lesser god, or one of them.
They hate discriminating love,
And drag it into human courts
To try to crucify the cross.
“Will you try Me?” our Lord retorts.
Though pearls may fall beneath the swine
They do not therefore cease to be,
And trampling won’t deface a shine
Decreed before eternity.
So hold your peace, rebellious pot,
The Lord is God- and you are not.
I love Wilson’s poetic insight into our day.