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Lost and Found

She entered the corridor of brightened light, to a choir of voices so sweet her feeling was one of it felt so right, but who was she here to meet? Further her footsteps ventured, into a world unfamiliar and vague till a voice spoke, twas the words of her master, her life he was seeking to save. "Child of the bad made decisions, you oft seem to fall to the left, open your eyes to this glorious vision, you have no need to look so bereft". She struggled to view the orator, though she grasped every word that he spoke "Tis you my Lord, my creator, and with you, my spiritual long lost kinsfolk" Her Lord sought to give her remission, her sins wiped clean from the slate, but this had to be in part her decision, to the left or the right for her fate. With a shock her heart began beating, for two minutes her life had been gone, she instantly recalled her meeting, for once her decision had been the right one?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 1/13/2009 3:32:00 PM
Beautifully done, Julie! Smooth and flowing, but it never misses the beat of what you are saying. Death and remission? Lovely story, wonderful symbolism and imagery. An outstanding piece! Best wishes to you and yours...Blessings to you...Mikki
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Date: 12/11/2008 9:35:00 AM
Amazing. You're a true poet! :) --Serenity
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