I want to say Yes, I'll see you in heaven.
Pearly gates, let her in,
This is all a misunderstanding,
And God will look past doctrinal flaws.
And I could say No, that's not right,
We shall never see each other,
And she made her choice.
Here is the thing we forget:
This is why He is the Judge and we are not.
Oh, God of mercy, be merciful!
11/12/18
Thinking of Miss m
YOU ARE READING
Blind Leading Blind
PoetryMy third book of poetry. Sometimes I just can't see, yet somehow I find words, and if someone understood them, they'd look around and wonder where I led them. And I couldn't say. I couldn't say. -October Listen, in the peace of nonpursual. Words yo...
