Breathtaking
B eyond the echoes of my last word
R each the subtleties of instability.
E quity and chaos battling for space;
A ttracted only to each other....
T ranquility dominates and peace is found.
H eaven is as close as the sweet smell of home.
T ransient for a moment, so I know:
A Judgment Day is befalling,
K neeling in humility I confess.....
I am condemned and then forgiven.
N estled now in the bosom of my mother,
G lory comes to those who Believe!
~May my mother RIP knowing we will meet again~
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