It’s Not Your Time Go Back
There are lots more reasons to go back, than to stay
It’s not your time go back
I stood before the gates of gold,
A light so pure, a warmth untold.
A peace that wrapped my weary soul,
A glimpse of heaven, sweet and whole.
Familiar faces called my name,
Their joy alight, a gentle flame.
I yearned to join, to cross the line,
But then I heard, It’s not your time.
A voice like thunder, soft and kind,
It echoed deep within my mind.
“Go back,” it said, your path’s not done,
There’s more to do beneath the sun.
So then I woke, my heart restored,
A fleeting touch of heaven’s door.
I’ll walk this world with purpose clear,
Until my time to enter heaven so dear.
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Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Beautiful!
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Just plain beautiful. God job.
nice poet