Everlasting Poem by Linda Moore

Everlasting



What is this life, this History
Recorded, so much misery
In the Matrix, I bemoan
For all the lies, the thief known

Travelers weary seeking home
Will soon journey to the Throne
All truth is in the Blood
His mercy Living Water, a flood

Monday, October 19, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: spiritual
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Gajanan Mishra 19 October 2015

all truth is in the blood, good one..

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