Logos

written by Gloria Herms,  contributing writer.

This ironic life
A promise of summer
            A threat of doom
The birds are singing;
            While the spring flowers bloom
Preparations are made
             As the death toll doth rise
We still praise God;
            We know He hears our cries.
There’s no escaping it.
             It’s sweeping our globe.
The despair and hopelessness
             A Disease we can’t control
No, wait. It’s not this evil
            That is overcoming our world
It’s God’s love showing up
            In the hearts of us all
Humanity reaches out
            To help, to love
Greater than darkness
It’s hope from above