We
are in the netherworld of corruptness,
And
what does painstakingly suppress
Is
the digest of what is respectfully best,
As
we are under needless, hostile duress.
A
sinful essence is at preying play,
With
some being in a unmindful way
To
stray from being made of clay –
We
were nurtured into Godly DNA.
We
can live past the fiery cremation,
And
with belief can ascend into heaven,
To
live for our forever being together
With
our brethren, God and our Saviour.
©
Andrew Stevenson 19/01/2018
Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
Wonderfully expressed Andrew. Made excellent reading.
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Yvonne.
Thank you Yvonne, for your kind words. Blessings to you. Have a good day yourself. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
DeleteThe greatest mystery of life: What comes after? I've been reading about the structures and processes in the brain where spiritual experiences occur. I wish I could step out on faith alone, but I keep looking for answers in astrophysics, the brain, spiritual experiences. Have a good one, my friend!
ReplyDeleteThank you Louise, for your welcome comment. Have a good one yourself. Blessings to you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
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