Wednesday
Aug262009
On the Road to Providence
In a moment the darkness withers
a celestial beam invites the time
of your precious final hour.
The sky shining brighter
than ever before and
your dreams becoming
a memoir in your mind.
...with a touch
and caress- softer than a rose,
by candlelight.
You feel the magnitude
of God’s almighty bliss.
As you walk down the
isles of paradise, the sounds of thousands
of angels project
the heavenly hymm.
Distress vanishes into the night,
and the love you ever gave welcomes you
with a divine potency unlike ever before...
Ayer Eternal
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