Get Your Premium Membership

Death and Beyond

The darkness within calls as I walk the line between Heaven and Hell. God’s compassion and tranquility pulls me closer to his divine light. The mental, physical pain lie deep with my being and the spiritual turmoil spinning in my head lingers on through eternity as my physical body falls down deep into the caverns that go on into a spiral of loneliness for Eternity. Their in lies, the physical cold just beyond and the loneliness of our soul. It feels like nothing that I have felt on earth. It seems like my body lingers on forever within this uncomfortable tormented feeling or pian and loneliness in the highest degree. This pain radiance within and throughout my complete soul. But yet, so far as aways, I can still feel God’s peace and love. So I’m totally, not all alone but within the heart, I can feel the unknowingness of where this soul is traveling to within this internal damnation of this confinement . This feeling of my turmoil softly leaves as my soul which is guided towards the divine radiance. My soul and the Holy Spirit our directing me, onto the Light of Love within my heart. So, I can find my place in the land of Canaan which was promised by Abraham by his descendants. Yet, Iam so far in between the darkness and light. My essence of my spirit is being directed toward the Dive Being. I feel my soul filled with the highest form of Love that surrounds me, as my incarnation to Heaven begins with my last breath on earth. Within my soul lies a spark of hope that grows within my heart, which I will cherrish everlasting love that our Lord gives to us. With my last breath of life, Every fiber of all of my being calls me closer to my true-self. Father into my hands. I commit my spirit unto you Lord Jesus Christ

Copyright © | Year Posted 2022




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Reflection on the Important Things