Silhouette

The first man,

Created to be an example for every man.

He was to act in the likeness of his maker

And be seen as a silhouette of his maker.

But the true picture is never seen in shadows

And reality they often fail to show.

Hence, in his task the first man failed

And the likeness of his maker he couldn't portray.

Mankind became a failure

For the fate of the silhouette became the fate of us all.

Weeping, gnashing of teeth.

Crying, grinding of feet.

That was what became our fate.

We saw consequences of our lack of faith

For our failure begat death in us

And the good things of life became lost to us.

Life became alien to us

And death, completely our lot.

But indeed it wasn't our fault

For it was the silhouette that failed and not us.

Hence the silhouette only succeeded

By proving a better picture was needed.

One that will show the maker to us,

Revealing Him as He truly is

That we may regain all that we lost

Only by seeing and beholding Him.

The picture in a manger was born.

In the poorest form He came to us

For having all the world's riches

Is nothing compared to having Him.

In the helpless babe that lay in a manger

Was all the fullness of life's author.

By beholding Him, we aren't strangers

To the realities of the creator.

The way and path to God was made,

The broken bridge taken away.

Only by embracing His selfless love,

We are completely free from the Silhouette's curse.

By acceptance of His finished works,

We are partakers of God's divine nature.

- Omotolola Korede, 24/12/2017.