Poem by David Bowden Poetry

This is a beautiful poem written by David Bowden. (please do yourself a favor and buy his album full of spoken words like this one).

This poem explains the meaning of this blog: I want to share my journey of reading and exploring Gods Word, the Bible. Receiving revelations, listening to the words of Wisdom and encountering Love: please join me in this beautiful journey of reading the Writer's eyes. I hope you will get to know the Living Word better, while we are staring in the beautiful gaze of the Writer. 

Says the Writer [study] 

A message from the apocryphal book of love written on my mouth 
To the eyes and minds of the bride of Christ 
Concerning what has been written down 
“I’m waiting for you” 

, says the Writer 

“I’ve spent the entirety of history 
interacting with humanity 
who’ve penned my biography 
and I’d love to share it with you” 

“I’ve sketched outlines of my face in the pages of my book 
so you can see my wrinkles 
more smile lines from rejoicing looks 
than from a furrowed brow 

I even penciled in the bags under my eyes 
So you can see how 
They formed from an eternity of watching 
My loved ones hour by hour” 


“It’s all there” 
, says the Writer 

“You need only look a little longer at the 
genius of Genesis 
How I patched you into the genus of existence 
You exist because of Exodus 
40 years I spent with your ancestors in the wilderness 

Oh, study my writings”, says the Writer 
“So you don’t make the mistakes they did” 
“I’ve hidden myself in Leviticus 

try to find me 
and I’ll whisper secrets in your ear 
once you do 
I proved my desire in Jeremiah 
Come meet me inside the dried papyri 
And I’ll show you how I pursued my people 
Though they left me when they 
Found some power to acquire” 

Listen to the Writer 

“I’ve painted my every feature 


in the creases of this tome 

Curl up with me and see what I have shown 

Tears from the flood 

My correcting and guiding rod 

Wings that stretch up above 

Showing that I’m enough 
See my face in these pages of love 

I wrote history so you’d know my law 

I wrote poetry so you’d feel my touch 

I wrote prophecy so you’d hear my tongue 

I wrote in the 1st Century so you’d know I’ve come 

And I wrote eternal truth in bright red 

So you’d see the passion of my blood 
Get to know me” 
, says the Writer 

“For I formed the universe so I could get to know you 

Study the curves of my form 

As you learn the shapes of my words” 

“Open my mouth 

I want to tell you intimate things 
Loosen my lips 

Let my white teeth pages move free 


Don’t still my tongue 
Spend hours listening with your eyes as you read 
Learn the tenor of my voice 
So when I speak you’ll know it’s me” 
, the Writer pleads 

“I’m here to rescue you from the lines of what it means to study 

Don’t come to the mouth of the Mighty One to 
Memorize 
Summarize 
Identify or 
Justify 

But let me surprise you 

It’s not a place for 
Arguments 
Dogmatics 
Apologetics or 
Mathematics 


Let me define you 

Spend time with the audible divine 
Contemplate 
Meditate 



Examinate 
Communicate 
Let me inside you” 

“I’m here” 
, says the Writer 

“Within ancient ink there is a living God 
stare deeply as you read my eyes 
and I’ll whisper to you of outrageous love” 

©David Bowden Poetry