Around and around you’ve been spinning
Lying to them all, you know they’re not winning
With your vastness and your mighty tilt
They say you’re innocent holding no guilt
Running after the things of you blindly they follow
Don’t they see what you’re offering is shallow?
They call you Mother and they call you home
And for happiness to the ends of you they’ll roam
In their green houses; a worldly affair
They worship you as if you care
I don’t wanna gain you and lose my soul
I’ve been down that road, played that role
Someday soon they will all see
Every tongue confessing on bended knee
You will pass away on that hallelujah day
When our bridegroom comes to carry us away
A New Life 
Amen, amen!!! Like the song says,
This world is not my home
I’m just passing through
My treasures are laid up
Somewhere beyond the blue
The Angels beckon me
From Heaven’s open door
And I can’t feel at home
In this world anymore.
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Amen! As the rock group Petra says, “We are aliens.” 😉
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Gosh, I remember Petra back in the early 80’s. One of my favorite Christian groups. Yes, we are just pilgrims passing through. ♡
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Amen. Thanks for reading
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Wow! Excellent perspective, Amy. – Happy Earth Day (whenever that is…)
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Lol I almost thought today was earth day and was going to be like….ah a divine calling! But nah…just another poem
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An excellent poem. As always, so deep and profound. ♡
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Awe thanks
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