His Creation

Only He can make beauty

of the rugged and unruly
without moving to tame
the wildness inherit.

Freedom is His artist's tool,
liberty His vision.
Through gentle strength incomparable
He sets aflame the spirit.

Don't flee to tasks and stature
these things to fill your soul
their chains and shackles bind you
and slavery takes its hold

It's He who formed the mountains.
It's He who filled the sea.
The longing in your heart for grandeur
is infinitely deep.

You need a risk and wonder
you need the wind to sail
The life you live is anchored in
but already there's a gale.

Run to raw and powerful,
stability by peril.
Risk it all and find your call
along the path so narrow