Arrogant Death Will One Day Die
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The invisible world of death invites freedom to choose to think of death as latent process
Having nothing to do with that of us that lives on and on and on as love that was formed
and passed on. For love itself, never dies.
O death that flaunts finality
No one dare erase God's name data base
It's true your voice is known in space
But from age to age, the Source hands you cue
And old souls in young bodies does grace old school
You've been cheated, whipped, passed by
No lie.
You who crawl, sneak up, zap
You're jealous and that's that
Mortals will recall all worth recalling
Year in year out, memories rule
As in class of old school
People, places, and things will ring bells
Before and after your appearing
Their flag pole will never stay void of flag
Traces of love is not yours to chase.
You won't always have your way
Life was reformed long before your horn
Who told you, you own the throne?
No one has crowned you The Source
A tree dies, and is reborn before your eyes
A human life, any form assigned, returns
And so you're stripped of the final word.
You have sealed shut countless voices
And cause silence to have its say
But ancient voices you knew, are yet displayed
What's of the dark does come to light
The invisible world is not your domain
The Source has ordained you're just a part of it...
IT, being Creator of all
Even in Eden, provision was made for those who fall.
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Copyright © Iris E. Sankey- Lewis | Year Posted 2016
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