Poemage

The Beauty of Life in the Shadow of Death

All around us we see the sign
Glimpses of things we call to mind
Flashes flashes of what once was
Groaning groaning of what now is
Lose of innocence and love
Traded for something that never was
Lost lost are the days of old
Now are the days so cold
The burning fire from within
Calling calling us to Him
The thoughts the sights of once what was
Now covered by the shadows rights
Coming coming is the night
But in the morning darkness fades
The light the light will shine again
The fire burning bright as sun
Showing us that He has won
The darkness has come and gone
Welcome to the perfect dawn
Flashes flashes of what once was
Now the sight of perfect love
In that morning we rejoice
Calling out to hear His voice
The song the song so clear and sweet
The perfect plan now complete
Flashes flashes of what once was
Glimpses of things we call to mind
All around us we see the sign

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