Till My Change Come

Till My Change Come

 

So many I've known are now no more

They've gone, taken to another place

Resting in sleep like they have before 

Many lived their lives at such a pace

 

I miss them dearly, but they don't me

For now at a better place they wait 

They sleep silently, waiting to be

Eventually to rise again, fully awake

 

In this life a body in motion never dies 

Yet it changes with time as I live in it

Life's so short, how time flies

Before I start living, this body's ready to quit

 

Like a flower that blooms in the morning dew

At life's sunset this body I'm in, will renew

A still small voice whispers in my ear

Lordy, Lord I hear it everywhere 

 

It calls me every morning, out of bed

Just as all gone before, who lived here

Again they sleep, waiting for a voice, they'll hear

A change to come like no other

 

Unknown to all, we've waited a lifetime for this

Those we've loved, embraced, cared for

Yet A Love awaits, it reaches beyond the grave

Though separated from those we love

A change will come, when we will kiss

 

May we be allowed, all formed from dust

As in our change we shake it off

A voice will wake us, from the One we trust 

Of all we hoped for, this will be enough

 

I may sleep, but I'll wait for my kiss

My change I await, in my eternal bliss 

Chris G Peters

Poet

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.