Eternal Man
Tiny embryo,
fragile flesh and bone.
Suspended between
earth and eternity,
your life is but a whisper,
carried by the wind.
Immortal soul,
dependant on God alone,
housed in clay,
a finite entity.
You will live forever
somewhere.
Cry out,
Oh, desperate soul,
from your secret,
hidden place.
Reach out into
the emptiness.
Immortal soul
within fragile flesh,
empowered by your faith alone.
Take hold of the robe of God,
for you will live forever,
somewhere.
Patsy Lewis
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