Solid foundations

a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

It is good it has broken,
It was fragile,
So could not stand,
The heat of the land.

Glasses always break,
And that’s their perpetual fate,
Why lament at destiny
I think they are,Made to break.

Houses built on sand,
Have this fate alas,
Its builders’ folly,
If you may ask.

Let me built my house,
Let me built it once again,
This time on the rock,
Which can withstand all strains.

Foolish man built his house upon the sand,
Let me built where it stands,
Not on human assurance, but on the providence of God,
Not on cursed foundation, But on the blessings of the lord.

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