Treasure Island

kyvin nash

(05-12-1985 / fonteyn)

died in faith


only those who died in faith know God's heavens/
all there is and what happens.

Perhaps they could share reflective,
only those who died in faith can give a better perspective.

Through their eyes we could see what awaits-us,
as they whisper a hint to grace-us.

Only those who died in faith can shine the light in our minds,
could pass wisdom to unveil this blinds.

Only those who died in faith can keep this spirit undeterred,
As the scripture says we lie to ascend from our interred.

Only those who died in faith could carry the message to the world,
so as the key to unlock the truth, lies there in the very ways we call old.

Submitted: Sunday, July 13, 2014
Edited: Sunday, July 13, 2014

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