To Be Born Again Poem by Antonio Liao

every beginning is a choice, a choice that ends, where
everything is finish, it is a change of the decision, to accept
all what blinds to your doubt

a stand point of what you believed, that all rest in your faith,
and this would brings your unseen words to grasp the
meaning of what is not sure, but real in truth

to be born again, lives many torn harvested in every hearts
and soul that bleeds for joy, to fancy expression of people
to be seen, very revealing to breath, that life is freezing out to
be blew its melted incense in every one's decision to believe,
the oneness of God in our resisting soul

the passion that never be stopped, the silence that blink only
when it cried, to the mocking of the immortality of the soul, the
flesh that linger, to leave when time gives up, well it be the hope
that tells the day is today

to be washed in the ocean of forgiveness, cleansing the
memories of uncertainty of fate, and ready to surrender, to the
everlasting life awaits, emerging beauty that gives today after
tomorrow, the assurance of eternity

in the fountain of truth, lives every memories to lean on the echo
of our soul, coming to close the chapter, that life we live takes
a another steps to be born again, just to die....and live again