(Written upon request of Poetry Train’s “metamorphosis” prompt.)
Style Revival –A Rhymed Passion for Lasting Fashion
It’s said that clothes can make the man,
But this I cannot understand.
If fashion sends the world a-spin,
Then I need to begin again.
My closet bulges at both ends,
Outdated styles, faded trends.
My clothing choices fit me not,
And my designers should be shot.
A finer wardrobe beckons me
That fits my person to a tee.
These gowns won’t wrinkle, spot or stain,
And ever stylish they’ll remain.
So, Lord, please robe me with Your grace,
With Your eternal change of pace.
A gown of scarlet, washed like fleece,
Your shining glory to increase.
I need a metamorphosis,
From what I think to how it is.
Remove the scales that hide my eyes,
So I can focus on the skies.
Then I will sing forevermore,
A new creation, to adore
Your highest mercies; hear my prayer,
And lift my eyes from things to wear.
For fashion’s fickle; styles fail.
Your loving-kindness will prevail.
And Heaven’s garment never frays,
Although we kneel to raise Your praise.
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