King of Cups (Poetic Version)
I'm the One, the Fine, the simple Joy,
I truly reign all I survey.
As wisdom, a Man; in heart, a Boy,
I am the Truth, the Life and Way.
See in My hand a simple thing;
while in My hand, I'm simply blessed.
It gives Me reason, cause to sing;
an empty cup, where your eyes rest.
In this sight I know you wonder;
why a king with something so plain?
In these thoughts you fail and flounder
not knowing Me, nor My Name.
I am a king, reigning over cups;
they have personality, as well as will.
Some are so fancy, some not so much;
some are so empty; some have their fill.
I can do much with an empty cup;
there's much potential when it is empty.
I take it then; I fill it up;
all the cup needs is to just let Me.
It's not their appearance, or what it's made of;
what matters to Me is the contents.
If it will let Me I'll fill it with My love,
reason for its joyful existence.
Some are filled with gold, others simply tin;
yet all these things came from Me.
They are now bold, left behind sin;
from My truth they are set free.
When I come to them, excited they fidget;
they can do nothing 'til I am there.
They bow to Me; they're necks are not rigid;
My will I give them, through their prayer.
Once I took a cup and filled it with water,
yet from there it became wine.
Much can come from what I offer;
all becomes good, when it is Mine.
There are sad stories of My cups,
when I gave one to be with another.
They returned to Me, sadly smashed up;
this is not the heart of one of My brothers.
Where once they're excited in love for each other
knowing how special each of them are,
one loses sight; their partner is fodder
for their own pride; love's then a scar.
When they come to Me I can heal them;
I use their pain for My purpose.
Still they bear the marks of the other's sin;
there's much below, under the surface.
All of My cups hold something so good;
no one is greater than the next.
All have a place as they should;
they can do all as I expect.
Once I came to them as one of My cups,
as I desired to be much like them.
They took Me away and smashed Me up;
but I came back; I rose again.
Now many of them have come to love Me;
their love drives them to make Me their model.
I am their king, they are then free;
they are satisfied when they are filled.
Yes, I am like those smashed cups;
all too well I know their pain.
When they let Me fill them up
they can know the meaning of My name.
They will soon see how we're so entwined;
I am their life; the spiritual fact.
They'll see I'm theirs as they are mine;
it is that day, I wait for that.
© Bob Barra, 10-29-2012
This was adapted from a story form of the same title, posted earlier on in this list.
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