A Better Country
Why on earth
would I subject myself
to cramped planes
and ridiculous prices
to travel the world
a tourist
herded like cattle
to sample the fake and the facade?
On that day
when we are raised
will we not be privy to
a new heaven and a new earth
perfect in every way
and possessed of all of eternity
to explore?
My little corner of the world
humble though it may be
surely possesses more marvels
designed by my Creator
than I can ever get enough of
in this life.
Indeed, I do long for a better country
but that is for a future time.
I find the boundary lines
that have been placed for me
in the here and now
exceedingly pleasant
and I am content to wait
to see the world made new.
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