I Surrender My Soul
I am not afraid of dying or what lies beyond Death.
Some may question why I have no fear,
Unless they understand, I became a soul
Right from conception,
Realizing the truth of this,
Entrenched my spiritual convictions.
Now that I am getting older,
Death is less likely and more of an inevitability.
Everyone dies, but Jesus spoke of a spiritual
Resurrection, once Death releases us from mortal flesh.
My beliefs will guide me past Death's door, where I'll
Yield to God's love and judgment as a soul.
Suppose for a moment, there was no God,
Our existence, our conciseness, would all be for naught.
Until we accept we are souls, we are spiritually blind;
Look beyond the reality of now; look through the eyes of faith.
(Acrostic)
Mar. 09, 2019
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2019
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