An inspirational poem of Faith.


Nothing Gold Can Stay

Standing at the threshold
of Death's ultimate door,
my last gasp escapes me...
As I've never experienced before.

Into the Heavenly realm
I ascend in wonderment,
now housed in an incorruptible body
and thankful that from sin I did repent.

Standing in God's throne room
freed of all Earthly flesh,
my spiritual essence is energized
and feeling fully refreshed.

Now gathered unto my Savior,
unencumbered reality is more than it seems;
for to be in His Presence
is my accomplished dream.

Having been given my kingly reward,
in these times of everlasting days,
willfully I set my crown at His feet.
For upon my head, nothing gold can stay.




Poetry by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd
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Written on 2007-11-20 at 03:50

Tags Faith  Christianity  Crown 

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Rob Graber
This title is from a quite different poem (of 1923) by Robert Frost.
2007-11-20