In an open air church I was finally cornered and brought
to my knees. A stained glass interpretation of my own immortality
crumbled before my eyes and I was humbled in the presence
of our father. His voice filled the void between my ears and his vision
extracted my sight and reshaped my delusions of grandeur; I was left
deaf, dumb and blind of all evil. Completely transformed into this new being;
a being, grateful not to have been cast into the fiery pits of eternal Hell,
but rather to have been reborn to an eternal life. A new life and new beginning
where even trolls and wart frogs have wings with which to fly….
2008 © T Sheridan
Trolls and wart frogs with wings...now there's a visual! ! : -) Enjoy your new beginning Ted! Hugs, Dee
Absolutely gorgeous Ted. Nearly enough to knock this agnostic off the fence! Hugs Anna xxx
Well executed Ted! ! A great read as always! ! Thank you for sharing! ! *10*! ! ! Best regards, Friend Thad
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There's nothing like cleansing one's soul and the realising how absurd and funny everything in life is.....it's really nice to shake loose of the burden of guilt only to have it come back in another form.....