Thinking... Poem by Romeo Della Valle

Headlines of judgment
Across the gates of heaven...
Self conscious reporting
The errors of my deeds...

I can visit sometimes
Though I am still a quest
Of human transgression-
I know someday- when I die
There will be a way
To follow through-
To leave behind the sin
And enter freely in-
But today, I must return
Scared by the evidence
Of my imperfection...

Witnessing this side
Of immortality
I seem to walk endlessly
Preferring to find my way
Than be taken there
Through the tunnels of the earth...
But I cannot move
Without consequence
Or think clearly
Without some disturbance
Clinging like lint
To the fabric of my mind...

For God's sake-leave me alone! ! !
The battle is not even
Between me and the world-
It is in another dimension
Otherwise un-apprehended
Except for the vision
Of mortal action...

Those harbingers of revelation
Insist upon the will
A dirty foreign to the skill
Of man-unquestionably
Waiting to be fulfilled...


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