God + doG

A poem on loyalty, humility and a man's best friend

When man first walked in Eden’s shade,
And pride was young, and trust was made,
There trod beside his naked shod;
A humble beast, who looked to God.

He followed man through smoke and sin,
Through field and flood and fear within;
He neither judged nor turned away,
But waited patient, come what may.

He guards the gate when hearts grow cold,
He keeps the faith when men grow old;
He bears no grudge, he makes no claim,
Yet answers still when called by name.

And when man’s works have turned to dust,
When kings are bones and crowns are rust,
The dog shall stand beside the Lord;
Unlettered saint, unpraised, adored.

So read it backward, read it true;
The word that bound the beast to you:
For Love reversed will Love the same,
And “Dog” still spells the Maker’s name.