#rapturesoon
i.
Amain we wilt ascend to the blue,
Passed the stars-
Planet's to.
ii.
Thou shalt wear a ring
Made of sapphire;
Refined, and new,
Glazed betwixt the fire.
iii.
Loving thee, thou loving me
athwart a topaz pass, and sea's of
Glass; wherein hope doth last
And bird's soar free.
iv.
None more reasons to be in need,
God's the light of the city we'll see;
God is love, God's above, God is
Light and bright, as all is right-
In his presence await's
All that's clean.
v.
We'll see color's, turquoise green-
We'll see hue's, mankind's
Not seen.
vi.
Men's faith hath darkened
From selfishness and greed;
We must be the light's, the cities upon the hilltop's, wherein the dark
Dost fail; wherein God's breath
Dost breathe.
© Brandon nagley
© Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Sardua nagley dedicated
Oct 14, 2016
Oct 14, 2016 at 12:23 PM UTC