The Kingdom Is Love
Help me touch the sky,
with these heavy chains.
Too much weight to fly,
all these earthly pains.
Angels seem to float,
that heavenly mile.
Like old Noah's boat,
with righteous style.
The human skull peers,
from its darkened eyes.
No more signs of tears,
only silent sighs.
I am worried true,
this life we're living.
When the sacred blue,
is for the giving.
When falls the curtain,
the word from above.
We'll know for certain,
the kingdom is love!
Copyright © Meru Groen | Year Posted 2022
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