Bird

I had a dream one night that I was a bird, I flew to heaven to hear God's word. My savior, forevermore. The stories he told, so righteous and bold. Tales of His crucifixion, I listened to the horrors of His affliction; but as it ended, his love shown through. He saved us all from sins anew. I asked the Lord, "How can we be worthy of you, when we continue to sin, in spite of your virtue." He says to me, "Love is what we are made of and love is what we are made from, and we all will end up back from where we've come. Love has given power to our own free will, and the choices are ours to fulfill. Though, the time will come when there'll be judgement by The One and our fate will lie in all that we've done."