Receive

He said to not look upon his face, But to listen to his voice, Or I will surely die in grace If I should make that choice... And if I turned my eyes In the direction that he be, It would be the last time That I return what's given me... Thru eyes that are just gateways And the windows to my soul, Which tries to leave the same way That it came an angel told... What's given must returneth To the light from which it came, For the living that affirm this Gets a halo in his name... So look upon the light If you are ready to receive, The only thing that's right About the things we all believe... Terry WWW.WhiteLionPoetry.com