POETRY SPACE
A good friend of ours sent this poem long before the current troubles
in The Kingdom Of God began. Let us remember how things used to be, and
pray that the nightmare happening now ends soon!
MY SPIRIT SPEAKS By; Mary Booth
Just beyond the horizon lies A perfect world where no one dies Its vastness echoes within my soul, Endlessly, like the haunting howls of wolves.
How can I get there? I'd like to know. Who can tell me which path to follow? Perhaps a ghost will hear me call for Aguided tour through death's corridor.
Just beyond the horizon, is, a rainbow world, never-ending; An eternity of heavenly creation everlasting, Where sorrow and pain cannot claim our minds Where we do not die, but are able to realize the purpose of mankind.
Beyond the horizon of moons, sun and stars In my spirit's eyes I can really see that far I realize what a limitless creation we are We ARE what lies beyond the horizon, WE ARE!
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