His Is All-by Joeseth Jan C. Perez

on wood or stone.

Or idols alike,

For eyes who dwell

share tears that never dries

For if a sparrow

Can freely fly,

So as a glance

would kill a sight.

Just as a careless breathe

Could disturb the light,

So as silence of the mind

deafens the soul.

If only heads are low

And knees are bent,

The eyes would close

And cease to roam.

Where men fails, He weeps

For God knows

His is all.

But man never learns

That stone, or wood

Cannot move nor speak.

Or an idol be more than it is

For it is only

What it is, made

By hand and hand alone.




Joeseth C. Perez