Nothing lost

by Chris Ernest Nelson

We must all
surrender our flesh
to be consumed.
Life is not bound
in flesh, it rides it
like a shooting star
travels through the
heavens. Rejoice,
God has provided
absolute perfection
in His Creation.
All living things rejoice
in His Love–
nothing is harmed,
nothing is diminished,
nothing is corrupted…
nothing is lost.

We must all
embrace the Spirit
and leave the
flesh behind–
Into the dazzling light
into the beckoning peace
that is more than
senses apprehend.
Across the river
there waits a place
created just for us.
All living things rejoice
in God’s presence–
everything is good,
everything is glorious,
everything is open…
everything is alive.

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