The little soul looked up, and saw
That all was shiny bright,
With interlacing rainbows
Reflecting glorious light.
"Oh No!" it cried, "I've let you down
By coming back too soon,
I only went away in March
And now, it's barely June.
I tried to stay, I really did" A tear fell from it's eye "I only just got used to life, I didn't want to die.
I'll go right back and start again, And see what I can do", But Love said "No, my little one,
That path is not for you. Three time you crossed the threshold, And each time you have lain, In fear and pain and dark despair, And three times coldly slain".
The little soul was lifted up In Love's sublime embrace, And all its grievous wounds were healed, With tendernous and grace.
It breathed a sigh and snuggled down, As happy as could be, Then, had a little look around, And looking, it could see...
That by a door below, stood souls In long and winding Queue. "Oh, pity them, they look so sad. Please let them stay here too".
"Alas" said Love, "it breaks my heart But each one must return. They all have many paths to tread, And many things to learn.
For they are Humankind, and all Possess, for good or ill, Intellect and concience And, best of all, free will.
Yet in their arrogance they spurn Pure truth for shoddy sham. And many lifetimes may elapse, Before they're born a lamb.
<br><br>Post edited by: pearllyn, at: 2010/04/04 13:44