Lifted

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Lifted

Lifted

Lifted out of flesh and mortal life
Like a free flown bird across the sky
To fulfill the real cause
A cause without fraud
To mend the broken, bruised and betrayed
To empower those that are powerless and along the way
To give sight to the blind
With His rich red wine.

For so to have suffered just like Him
To connect and understand the realities that fester and plague the inner soul, the place, where hides the bruises, scares and cares of life for which the very same He came
That for far too long have trapped the prosperity and freedom of the masses
Which are heading for the martyr and destruction
Without knowledge of His redeeming and regenerating grace
Bought by the paradox of the resurrection!


For sure, that all that there exists is vanity and rituals
Which lack the substance to create, recreate and invigorate
A king in his kingdom and a man called a fool really have no distinction, both are just vapours! Here today and tomorrow can’t be found
The reality is to know Him and to make Him known through our deeds - only this devotion will certainly last forever!
The sooner we embrace this truth, the more fulfilled our lives will be.
For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life!

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Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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