deathdearthearth

leaving life is just part of living it unworthy is worthy humble is exalt mee up in to the heaven is where i want to bee my soul will fly away then it leaves my body disconnected only temporarily from eternity. carnela carnal mind caremel caramel monestary can be a lonesome boy inside his shelter tent reaping what is sown the door blowing in the snow outside too deep to leave the area to sleep parchance percent the hours come the candle lighted underneathe the bushel there is apples only two are left in case of no desert. love is the only regret eye have no other means of life is over when its gone not before the light is seen. the word maker nears the finite mind he stands and waits he has the time no one can stop the clock from overticking black and ebon in the night is turned to day the sun rises even when the clouds obscure the temperatures drop the night seems too bee embedded in this day. this portant portent written in this haste is the one that got away the one that was better left unwritten in the agony of death the dearth of earth gone old decay will come but only some of it will linger and take away the pain over the LORD risen up someday. faith moves mountains faith leaves the earth behind the house safe from the rain and wind the stone is christ the risen saviour of mankind. this poem was written down before eye died.