When and Where
When the time comes, where do you run, where do you run to under the sun. When you see the light, how far would you fly, how high would you go to underneath the sky. When life is all over, where do you die, where do you suit up in your casket wearing a tie. I will tell you this that your journey will not end nor will it be miss. What does life mean and is this a dream. Today you will live but their will be a death to your in most being. Oh where, oh where we go, where is this place after tomorrow. Heaven’s doors open up and Jesus ask “when did you stop believing, when did you think you was always dreaming”? In a blink of an eye we will be there, we will be there staring at our Creator with a steady stare. A stare that surpasses all human understanding, a stare that glorifies him with no endless timing. God Bless!
Copyright © Daniel Sweatt | Year Posted 2020
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