Perfection

Hardly a moment won't pass us by when thoughts once elaborate deflate, expire. Theories once bolstered on pages of text float on the breeze to their grave where they rest. Only one hope is secure and defined and is solidly fixed in heart and in mind. The moment the earth is released from it's sickness and blanketed warm with His healing forgiveness Perfection decreed and completely attained cleanness of air, and of sea and of land. Then, every moment that passes us by filled with praises to heaven on high. Scrolls which are new and full of rich song blessings for mankind, eternally long.