Dying today, I find sleep in my chrysalis
Remembering, the words are all I’ll keep in this
Naked I came, naked I leave, but bless’d always
Many more days, and the final vision delays
I wait for life, here in cursèd soil, wrapped snuggly
Sans eyes, sans strength, not a thing to deliver me
Till the finishing stroke, till the earthy tomb breaks
When Christ’s light dawns, and my new flesh, in glory, wakes.
Showing posts with label Christ’s Return. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christ’s Return. Show all posts
19 May 2008
The Body’s Testament {Poetry, Meditation
Tags:
Christ’s Return,
Death,
God’s Glory,
Hope,
Resurrection
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