Now Tis End of Days

As I was.. walking 
down the street so far
Looking up at.. all the stars.. in sky.. 
Wondering why??? 

Why?? am I.. here
Alone.. within such 
Without.. You 
holding me.. tight
Realizing.. Now for tis
You must be free
Your Honeycomb heart
Can't be some-say tied to just me
Tis Your Like a Mustang
Running Wild & Free
The way God planned and made your
Fun-Loving heart to be

Then as I.. still am
Wondering why??
Why? must these stars 
go on.. giving tis light
Why? must these flames 
Within my heart.. still ignite
As hoping.. longing 
anticipating
Forever more
Shall I be..  Waiting

Then I see.. 
Clouds form
thunder rolls in
Rain.. again
tis like tears 
Within.. 
Wondering why?? 
Why must I go on..

When ? will Jesus come
I long.. to go home
For I know.. in this world
Here.. as I am..
 just a stranger
ever be Alone..
for this I know 
is not my home

For tis life here..
Tis I am still waiting
Is..
Now.. the end of Days
Come Lord Jesus
Take me Home.. 

As I pray..
If You not know Jesus
Come to Him.. Jesus.. Time is Now
              Give Him Praise'
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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May 5, 2011 at 4:42 AM
I like the last few lines, this was very good.. cory
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