*Image Raptured in Heaven by Pint.
Raptured in Heaven
The unearth enraptured in Heaven's flock,
Those who have mourned, the meek, and merciful,
Answers to who holds the key to unlock,
Plus, hungry and thirsty righteous dreamful.
Newness befalls refreshed innocent breathes,
The unearth enraptured in Heaven's flock,
True turtledoves hail friendly laurel wreathes,
Harmonious life will be a cakewalk.
It is Grace who's at your door, comes a knock,
Your soul chronicled in the Book of Life,
The unearth enraptured in Heaven's flock,
Preparations made for your afterlife.
Prayers gifts comfort, freed from the abyss,
Your salvation resources round-the-clock,
He kept His promise--everlasting bliss,
The unearth enraptured in Heaven's flock.
2023 February 02
*10th Place*
YOUR OPTION
~Brian Strand: Judged 2023 February 06
You shall look and seek at the empty bench
Run to the forest path enter in running__fast
But I shall be gone, raptured by__ the poem
The poem that I was not allowed to write in the past
Taken from my poem: A Kiss Instead 6/9/2010
Date: 12-02-2020 __ Raptured
Contest: Liberum Divisa 3
Sponsor: Gregory R. Barden
in life's river serendipitous connections
kindred spirits
kinetic allies
soul mates
bonds united that won't fade
just grow stronger
everlasting immortal energy
souls trek through time
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology book ~WHAT IF THIS IS ALL THERE IS~ 2023
AP: 2nd place 2022
Submitted on May 20, 2020 for contest BRIAN'S CHOICE N sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 3RD
I am free to believe what I shall believe
I will receive those things good or bad indelibly
Shall I now heed to those calls of the life's of reason
When in this season the rains and storms do cloud my eyes
I lift up my eyes
To the hills where comes the prize
Jesus parting the skies, coming down from heaven
As rapture saints saved and ex-sinners soar as eagles
Rising above circumstances, given a new life and other chances
Angels shall be rejoicing songs and dances
When in this season the rains and storms do no longer cloud my eyes
And the Son shall shine in the heavens?
Groaning universe
Ready for maker's return.
When will it happen?
World is in turmoil!
Signs in the heavens and earth!
Hearts failing many!
White unto harvest.
Is anyone looking now?
Soon my sweet love, soon!
feathered friends conjoin
bill to bill breast to the breast
raptured harmony
Verbose crystalled tears bestride
Flaring high on ornately veined clouds
Racking thunderclaps fracture the horizon
Protesting the abdication of daylight
Here the morose summer showers weep
In heavy erosion washing yesterdays pains
An ascending dusk pursues the mislay moon
Lost in the felled bodies chafing the steely skies
Phantoms murmur atop flamed winged steeds
Dancing on the peaks of the worlds rooftop
Tombs satiated in truth opening with echoes
Are purified by the banks of rolled morning mists
And the harmonious stillness of dawn
Drones out the silence of innocence
Locked within a cell of clay
Was a soul that longed to fly.
To play among the distant stars,
Where light-years twinkle by.
Now clay is turned to ashes,
And bars to liberty.
No longer bound in earthen shell,
The raptured soul is free.
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