Your Wounded Body

O God of earthly heaven and heavenly earth
The apostle said, Your last enemy to be destroyed is death
I bet Thou already know
Us, creation, someday has to go
Nobody knows where or when
It's according to the divine plan

Do You hate that old and ugly immortality?
Because of it, we can't live ever in infinity
Shall never gonna feel dying
Laughing instead of crying

Why did You create the death, if someday You will destroy it?
Death is Your creation too, how would You blow it?
Isn't death a part of Your body too?
You cannot beat Yourself down, don't You?

Then again
What a pain
Death separates our surface
Our love raise
Intertwined in awe and praise
Only by Your grace

To tear  the death off will hurt Your body
The real beauty for us the naughty
Your body still wounded
But You still love it
Because we are all You ever wanted

N.
My reflection on 1 Corinthians 15: 20
Jakarta, October 30th 2017

03.20 AM