Life
Life is not fragile; the body’s so
Made from the earth and set to grow
Within each seed, placed by His hand
The soul, of which defines each man
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The life is not the living skin,
But the soul that lives on, set there within.
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Life, defined, is like a season
Allowing change, providing reason.
Living cycles that stop and start
So life, itself, is defined with heart.
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Life does not start, there at the birth,
But really starts, when leaving this earth.
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For as was promised, life will come
To those who choose, to those few some.
Life, defined, is when we depart
For the meek, the humble and pure in heart.
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Life, dear friends, is not on this earth,
But the glory of Heaven starts at rebirth.
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So, the body is fragile, the soul will live on.
This was promised by sending His son.
Showing that here, are just paths that we choose
And if we choose wisely, then we shall not lose.
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So then life for us will surely start
When we give up our bodies and give of our heart.
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