Wandering, Not Lost
Blissfully wondering
here am I serenely imagining
yet not lost in my virtual wandering
mindfully comprehending
my future triumphant standing
as forgiven sinner of mercy’s outpouring
before the Lord, humbling…
On heaven’s golden street, trekking
my feet, anchored upon Christ’s securing
forever to enjoy sublime celestial exploring
eternal abode devoid of sun and moon shining
since Creator’s glory is magnificently lighting
City of God along precious stones brightening
gates surrounded by twelve pearls --- holiness radiating…
Then toward pure river of life witnessing
such water, clear as crystal bursting
and out of Almighty’s throne proceeding
showing me supreme Providence reigning
as praise-filled alleluias He is well-deserving
ceaselessly ring with the redeemed singing
echoing pure devotion --- adoration, reverberating…
Cognizant midst divine musing
against torturous everlasting hell-wandering
my rescued soul, freed from eternal suffering
not anymore lost by Christ’s grace-granting
keeps on thanking Him, exalting*, praising
His name while His countenance beholding
midst faith-brightened eyes, worshipping.
*Isaiah 25:1 O LORD, thou art my God; I will exalt thee, I will praise thy name; for thou hast done wonderful things; thy counsels of old are faithfulness and truth.
December 14, 2021
3rd place, "Pick-A-Title, Vol 27" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh; judged on 12/31/2021.
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2021
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