The Scroll The Book Of Life
time is the fourth dimension
the acid test the touchstone;
by which you may be known
remembered revered esteemed
loathed or forgotten passing
leaving behind less than a ripple;
on the water traceless without
a whisper of life presence left
to mark your mirrorless life passage
more sinned against than sinning;
nothing of note to damn your soul
or leave your name remembered
yet your name may be safely written
in the scroll the book of life to be read;
out angelic with the blessed upon a
great reconciled judgement day dawned
upon that day the great and the small
will stand before a throne for this;
second resurrection for the first was
for those executed who spoke about God
Revelation 20: 4-12.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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