A Life To Be Lived

Falling, falling into the void
Must be my journey to hell I thought
Nothing there except the paranoia
Through my own life I had brought

I trembled in fear at what was to come
I looked around for the fire
That was to consume me from the beyond
At the moment I expired

The only thing I saw were beings of light
Surrounding me but they did not touch
For my soul was in its own journey’s fight
To find the real truth as such

The fire did not come  though my fears continued to wait
For surely God would throw me down
As my life wasn’t lived on the narrow and straight
So how could I expect a crown?

Then I saw how I treated every person I met
Through my own eyes and theirs
My prejudices I saw and and also my hate
And I cried out for my own life’s repair

Finally, I relaxed and felt the love
From the void that enveloped me
Looking up from the dark to Heaven above
 I knew my soul was finally free

The lesson I learned from the dream so real
Is to treat all I meet as part of God 
For the hate I send is the hate I feel
In this world and the world beyond.
©Deborah M Kelly 2023
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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