The Church Bizarre







My Journey's End



This dark cloud emits a reign of hope for the future.
If my wings be wetted down, I’ll still fly.
Circle this field of honor. Look to the sky,
And there am I. Presence eternal; you’ll know me.

This life, my journey’s end. Into your life
God did send my spirit. We are a-kin.
Now you won’t have to be where I’ve been.
I went there for you.

The love of God travels thru my pen.
I love you. These words, I write to you.
This love, I reach for you.
Even unto the end.




The Poems

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