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Title: A poem by me about the mystery of the afterlife Post by strangeme on Dec 6th, 2007 at 4:45am
INFINITY ROAD
As I approach the infinite long dark night I resist it with all my might I try and try to comprehend this end To which all men must descend Is it a sleep that all must take? Or is it an eternal end that all must make? I like to dream of awakening in light not dark In a beautiful place to which all righteous men depart Do we sleep the sleep of forever? Or do we awake some other place together? Does the answer to this ultimate question Remain forever a process of eternal redemption? On one glorious day from timeless sleep I awoke And heard a beautiful and kind voice that sweetly spoke My son at last you have became to understand Exactly your place in this troubled land You my beloved have truly never ceased to seek The infinite destiny that in eternity for you I keep So for you and your family no eternal death awaits Because of your zeal to know your fate Soon I will bring you all to this most Holy Place And there I will you never forsake Very soon, you shall hear a sweet call in the dark of night Come, come into the Holy Glory of the Father Spirit of Mighty Might I walk in the cool of evening along sweet meadows I have never seen I smell the beauty of grasses that have never been Strange golden streams of crystal water flows As blue glory of mighty skies above glows I search the long forgotten memories in the attic of my mind Along the twisted channels the very depth soul that I could not find I see before me things so wonderful I knew from long long ago I puzzle over the enigma of knowing what I do not know Walking on through the shade of great trees that give eternal life I hear the sweet forgotten voice that comes to free all from everlasting strife High green new grasses in this new do land grow As transparent waters chuckle dance, sparkle, and flow COMPOSED BY Alan McDougall |
Title: Re: A poem by me about the mystery of the afterlif Post by bwstaircase89 on Dec 6th, 2007 at 6:41pm
Sounds good, I love poetry because you can read it in a shorter amount of time than a book and get the same info.
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