Here’s a poem I wrote a while back based on a potion of a GK Chesterton Novel. I included the excerpt below.
“ ‘Listen to me’, cried Syme with extraordinary emphasis. ‘Shall I tell you the secret of the whole world? It is that we have only known the back of the world. We see everything from behind, and it looks brutal. That is not a tree, but the back of a tree. That is not a cloud, but the back of a cloud. Can you see that everything is stooping and hiding a face? If we could only get round in front….”
~from: The Man Who Was Thursday
If we could only get around in front
We’d see how it was made,
How words fashioned it with great care
For us to enjoy.
For centuries, we’ve studied
From afar and from behind.
If we could only get around in front
We’d understand the mystery
Of this world of yours and mine.
If we could only get around in front
To see His side of it all.
We’d see the trees, the clouds,
The sunset and the mountains
Bowing toward Him
And singing praise.
If we could only get around in front
We’d truly see the beauty
Of all that God has made.
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