I Lay Here-----Bleeding
The source of my life,
Nurturing the soil
From whence I came
Mortal blood ebbing,
Eternal fluid light,
Filling my veins
Pain flowing,
Into obscurity
God's love,
Forever in my sight
The wicked have stolen only the fleeting shell,
Of my earthly life
For His face,
Shines brightly before me
The Holy light,
Of hope's eternity
Guiding me,
Up the final path
Of all reality's true existence
Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved
"A poem to me is the essence of any thought,
Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky.
It can fly like no other bird to places never seen,
Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place."
© 2014 Robert William Gruhn
Copyright © Robert Gruhn | Year Posted 2014
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