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Suzanna Sladojevic Poem
In a world full of sadness,
The golden light of our Creator,
Shall shine for evermore.
Elohim, Elohim, we all shall sing!
Those of us that follow,
The way of the truth,
Shall rise up and up,
To the golden Kingdom,
With the begotten Ones.
Elohim, Elohim, we all shall sing!
The golden laws of our Creator,
Shall reign and reign,
Unend, unend.
Elohim, Elohim, we all shall sing!
And for evermore there shall be,
Delight for every one of us.
For our minds,
Shall flourish and flourish,
To be marvelously golden,
And enlightened,
With glorious Knowledge.
Elohim, Elohim, we all shall sing!
Now, now,
This marvelous work shall be done,
Not by medicine,
Nor by any creature of this earth.
For only our Creator,
The majesty of all majesties,
Has the most glorious Knowledge,
To shape our minds.
And when we hearken,
To words of truth alone,
Our wondrous Creator
Shall triumphantly adopt us,
Again and again.
Elohim, Elohim, we all shall sing!
And we shall be known,
As children of Light,
And go forth,
With minds of tomorrow,
As His holy ones.
For our Creator shall,
Bestow our minds,
With the most wondrous gold,
That shall not wither,
As flowers do,
For seasons on end.
Elohim, Elohim, we all shall sing!
And with golden minds,
We shall come to know,
That in life there are,
A multitude of worlds,
With worldly stages,
And so much clapping,
To break away all pains.
Elohim, Elohim, we all shall sing!
So we must know,
That our Creator is Wondrous,
And He brings golden triumphant.
Now, how shall we praise our mighty Creator?
We shall sing days on end,
We shall dance days on end,
And with open hearts,
We shall kneel to our Creator.
In this goodly praise,
The sadness of this world,
Shall turn and turn,
To unending rejoice.
Elohim, Elohim, we all shall sing!
© Suzanna Scarlett Sladojevic 2017
Copyright © Suzanna Sladojevic | Year Posted 2017
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Suzanna Sladojevic Poem
Shall I compare life to a game?
Sometimes the coldness in life,
Can tremble the bones,
Of brave men,
And women,
Alike.
By chance some may see heaven,
To shine more brighter,
When life turns,
More and more colder.
As here is when
Musical words are
Strung and sung:
“tears are falling from heaven”
“tears are falling from heaven”
But the tears,
Falling from heaven,
Are not like rain;
Instead the tears,
Falling from heaven
Are like a golden,
Summer’s day.
Lo and behold!
Winter is seen
To fade and fade.
And summer is seen
To shine more and more,
Eternally.
And my heart goes:
Ring a ding-ding;
Ring a ding-ding;
Ring a ding, ding.
And my mind,
Flowers and flowers,
Like lilies in
Full bloom,
Bursting upon a field.
As life’s happiness,
Does not run short,
When life is seen,
As a game.
Some may liken,
A good and happy life,
To nothing but hard work.
And most put forth,
That hard work,
Into building a,
Sturdy, family tree;
That shall leave,
Death wandering,
Away, and life,
Endlessly, bragging.
And others may liken,
A good and happy life
To a plentitude of work;
Where faithful prayers,
To God,
Or the almighty Creator,
Sits on top,
Of a plentitude of work.
Lo and behold!
Life is a game!
© Suzanna Scarlett Sladojevic 2018
Copyright © Suzanna Sladojevic | Year Posted 2018
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