Until We Die
Until We Die
Like all in ages of old, we waited to be told
Bells that tolled for us as time refused to hold
After a life of much, now nothing's left to behold
Bodies of clay placed in a place oh-so-cold
A journey for all so brief when it once had begun
No sooner had we started than to face a setting sun
We helplessly cooperated with time where life is fleeting
A certainty for all one place of fateful meeting
We grasped at everything to find absolute meaning
Only to find what's left gave no hope for living
We drank from various fountains to quench our thirst
Sadly realized we longed all along for what we were at first
A seed placed in the ground of time must now be ready
Naturally do what it was meant to in eternity
God's image eagerly emerges to our oneness
We find truest rest in The One to be at our very finest
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Chris G Peters
Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.