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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