The Ceiling Of Heaven Cathedral (My Proposal To God When My Time Has Come!)

The Ceiling Of Heaven Cathedral (My Proposal To God When My Time Has Come!)

Attempting To Design A Grand Ceiling
The Ceiling Of Heaven Cathedral (My Proposal To God When My Time Has Come!)

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My Vineyard Analysis
By: Robert Service

To me at night the stars are vocal.
They say: ‘Your planet’s oh so local!
A speck of dust in heaven’s ceiling;
Your faith divine a foolish feeling.
What odds if you are chaos hurled,
Yours is a silly little world.’

For their derision, haply true,
I hate the stars, as wouldn’t you?
But whether earth be great or little,
I do not care a fishwife’s spittle;
I do not fret its where or why,—
Today’s a day and I am I.

Serene, afar from woe and worry
I tend my vines and do not hurry.
I buss the lass and tip the bottle,
Fill up the glass and rinse my throttle.
Tomorrow though the earth should perish,
The lust of life today I cherish.

Ah no, the stars I will not curse:
Though things are bad they might be worse.
So when vast constellations shine
I drink to them in ruby wine;
For they themselves,—although it odd is,
Somehow give me a sense that God is.

Because we trust and realize
His love he steers us in the skies.
For faith however foolish can
Be mighty helpful to a man:
And as I tend my vines so He
With tenderness looks after me.

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