Dust to Fire

I slip into the morning light
Catching the wave of the dew soaked breeze 
Giving up the fantastic fight 
Choking on the earthbound wheeze 

My friends all wait beyond the gate 
I see them when I squint my eyes 
A color brighter than the fate 
that made me always question why 

This body just a vessel sent 
from God for us to learn; 
our skin and bones are here to rent, 
eventually we all will burn 
 
Ashes to dust, dust to fire 
I lift my spirit from earthly bounds 
I will no longer mire
in the clock that never wound 

Time is the illusion and my body the effect   
My spirit here eternal and my shelter wrecked
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September 5, 2024 at 5:51 AM
Dear Wendy, What a wonderful read and yes God is in control and not us. I really loved these lines: Time is the illusion and my body the effect My spirit here eternal and my shelter wrecked. Well Inked! - Blessings, My Dear friend, Daniel
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