Born Again
BORN AGAIN
Through all the dark of time, into the space
where reasoning is lost and comes to naught
where nothing's real that we cannot erase
from all of memory our lives have bought;
the door is opened, if one has the will
to enter in, where all will go one day
to join the blinding light and take your fill
of knowledge and of truth along the way
you make the trip alone just as you came
and emptiness is all that's in your mind
no matter who you are it's all the same
and at the end, the end is what you find
until the light of Jesus shows for you
our dying's just how dreams will all come true.
© ron wilson arbuthnot
aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet
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