Through the mists of eternity

The cycle of existence
Is not monolithic
It will rise
or descend
Based upon my choices
And the use of gifts
And talents lent
This life will never end
My soul is eternal
my flesh is not
My flesh of clay
My soul has bought
Every tear
I suffer
I'm not God
Yet I am born
Ever again
The everlasting
seems so far away
Forever days
Ascension is my goal
No hunger left to sate
I am yours
Dear God of all
Do with me
And I shall answer
Your call

Popular posts from this blog

worms

Broken God

Thirst