I wish some days, I could swallow a dictionary,
Then my lines and rhymes wouldn't be so ordinary;
They would then be filled with portentous words,
Penetrating deeper into souls than swords.
They would then deliver so much more than sentiment,
Intransigent people convicted by my testament;
Irreconcilable differences, disrupted by God's thought,
Not just my haphazard phrases, adding up to naught.
My negligence of descriptive words would be no more,
Elaborate comprehension, extended to explore;
Elegant summaries now portrayed in full expression,
Discernment of God's grace, thoroughly in our possession.
Apprehension of concepts, not foreign to our approach,
Established in God's knowledge, suffering not reproach;
Consideration undertaken, intimately discovered,
Love not so ordinary; now known, perceived and uncovered.
Note: Portentous - of momentous significance; eliciting amazement or wonder