In with the Angelic Throngs in a Fairer Realm

by DavidBokolo

As gust flips over chaff;

our mortal page turns over

in a flip when the bell tolls for

whom so ever it would

While mortals mourn and grieve;

in a mansion fairer than ever imagined,

a throng in celestial glory, adorned

in flouncing Seraphic robes emerged

Sent forth from the King of glory;

seated on a Throne of Majestic splendor,

whence flows a blue sparkling stream,

infinitely cascading down to a Pearly gate

that slides open to admit a saintly soul;

borne, not by the ageless Cruelty

that had erroneously snatched

'My Pearl of Inestimable value'

But by a throng of an Angelic host;

with a melodious rendition of

Hymns and Psalteries as they

marched down a thoroughfare

paved with Pearly ‘dust’ into the

presence of him that seated on the

Throne of glorious splendor

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