A HUNDRED AND FORTY – FOUR THOUSAND

I watch the moon hang on high
while the stars dance around in the sky,
to an ancient world of all times,
a festival of true love,
where the light shined so bright
deep into the night,
Oh, the sacred love from heaven above
Is a blessing to all who see,
upon the great lakes and sea of many dreams,
Oh, what a divine love that shines out to me,
Into a world of broken dreams,
Oh, how my heart holds passion,
for the hundred and forty-four thousand,
The chosen ones, who have surrendered their all
To the Mighty God Jehovah and Jesus,
Oh, how the radiant sun shine with true love
From heaven above on to us.

Poetic Judy Emery © 2017
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery