Poetry
Poetry from other authors. Deep in earth my love is lying.
Who shall free those trapped within the prison of mortality?
Silver Chalice, in the nail scared hands,
Immortal Prison
If you have any poetry you'd like to semit e-mail it to me please. My poetry. I am a cat. I am a circle for I always go back to where I started.
And I must weep alone.
-["Deep in Earth"], Eadger Allen Poe
Oh, mortal shell that I wear, trapped within its prison cell.
How long I for the freedom of immortality,
the open flight of Spirit
far beyond this mortal world.
Long have I sought in vain for this freedom of the Soul.
Long have I sought to find this joy for my mortal self.
Who shall journey this world filled with dying mortals,
yet walk immortally?
Who shall unlock the chains of sin and doubt,
that bind all within this mortal shell?
A Holy Son, born of mortal woman and Divine Father.
He shall break each chain and bar of our prison cell.
For though He walk in this mortal world and died a mortal death,
Death its hold could not keep,
Sin its stain would not hold,
For the Divine Father chose to restore this His immortal Son.
Drink this His immortal blood
and cast aside the shell of mortality.
Yeshua, Holy Son, save us now by thy Divine plan.
Morria
April 3, 2002
it all sucks
I listen to no one.
Yet,
I follow all,
Just to be there.
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circle