Closer To Thee
Consciousness is shifting, slowly away;
I sense a realm called eternity;
I dare not leave; though, I fear to stay;
feeling drawn closer to thee.
Reality comes and goes in a wave;
thoughts drowning, in confusion;
I cannot lose; what God chooses to save;
love is death’s only solution.
Many have thought; that death is the end;
there’s nothing beyond the grave;
every death brings a new life to ascend;
every life is an energy wave.
We are the waves of the river of life;
destined to ebb and flow;
dashed through rapids; enduring strife;
tragedies make us grow.
Perfection demands we reap what we sow;
nothing in life is meant to be free;
forgiveness is required; in order to grow;
what’s done to others; comes to me;
Pride is the rapids; all rivers must face;
dashing us upon the rocks, below;
all are condemned to atone for disgrace;
for things, that no one would know.
In the end; life shall return to the garden;
once again; the fruit of life’s tree;
the sacrifice of Jesus; paid for our pardon;
daily bringing us closer to thee.
Monty 12.14.25. # 3,111