How does one see; one know,
How life will be to any of us
We come in and go out alone
The journey through is one of trust
Trusting all we see and meet
Meeting all we trust and see
In such a way, life is fleeting
When we are all surely running
And eventually entreating
Upon entrance to the door
A door between good and evil
A door between right and wrong
A door that tells you who you are
Heaven upon entrance
Hell upon denial
Life is surely fleeting
Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 12:23 PM UTC
How does one see; one know,
How life will be to any of us
We come in and go out alone
The journey through is one of trust
Trusting all we see and meet
Meeting all we trust and see
In such a way, life is fleeting
When we are all surely running
And eventually entreating
Upon entrance to the door
A door between good and evil
A door between right and wrong
A door that tells you who you are
Heaven upon entrance
Hell upon denial
Life is surely fleeting