The Rapture

poem by: Gerry Legister
Written on Jan 20, 2017

Abyss down in the bottom of earth,
Paradise out into the top of heaven
The Resurrection is bursting forth, 
Anxiety signs of the rapture coming.

Upon angel’s wings, the bride float 
We hope it will be a glad departure,
Out into the clouds row the heavenly boat,
coming past where those lay in slumber.

The voyage of grace through the age 
That we will take on the hasty bend, 
Then the path behind me will submerge 
Covered over, and come to a dead end.

Brief moments pass in silent rapture, 
In the heavenly chimes of splendor. 

 

Tags: happy, faith, metaphor, hope,

 

 

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