Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2015
I have reached yet another
Level of peacefulness
Inside of me
A sense of calmness
That stems in depths
Where others cannot see
They may see me as a childish one
I see a journey that has just begun
Returning to my innocence
Has been foretold
Our Fathers Son has graciously
Led me on a journey
To these gates of pearl and a path of gold**

REVELATION 21:21 The twelve gates were twelve pearls, each gate made of a single pearl. The great street of the city was of pure gold, like transparent glass.
What a glorious adventure
WendyStarry Eyes
Written by
WendyStarry Eyes
Please log in to view and add comments on poems