Charles Henderson Poet Rhyme

The Keys To the Kingdom

I searched many years, high and low
Looking every place I could go
Yet nowhere could I find 
the sublime.
The keys eluded me
How could I ever be free
should I falter and err erroneously. 
I looked into the eyes of Buddha and 
no key did I find.
I looked, I looked blind. 
Looking at Shinto the shrine seemed dead
Not full of life 
where one expects to be led
and just last night I lay in bed 
and the answer came to me.
Not I to it instead. 
The blood stained cross was plain to see
and beyond it a vast eternity
of love, joy, peace serenity
beyond belief - - -lay for me :
a life to forever be
opened by the key
of faith.

Dedicated to the non believer- Think Twice
© Charles Henderson
Nov. 11, 2016

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Joanna Daniel December 10, 2016 at 9:04 AM I agree wholeheartedly:) glad you found the key, Charles:) Charles Henderson December 10, 2016 at 5:19 PM Thank you Jo: the poem is just that--a poem. It is not true to my life. I am 80 now and made my confession and was baptised at age 12 into the protestant faith. my Thanks for comment, much appreciated.

Trey Hamner December 7, 2016 at 1:15 AM Amen, Charles. Lovely poem. Charles Henderson December 10, 2016 at 5:24 PM Thank you, Trey.