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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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Date: 12/10/2016 9:04:00 AM
I agree wholeheartedly:) glad you found the key, Charles:)
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Charles Henderson
Date: 12/10/2016 5:19:00 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.
Date: 12/7/2016 1:15:00 AM
Amen, Charles. Lovely poem.
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Date: 12/10/2016 5:24:00 PM
Thank you, Trey.