No platinum or gold, can compare to this gift, a sudden change in life, some believe it is a myth. Beautiful angels I am surrounded, chair so substantial in size, now graced with his presence, as tears fill my eyes.
Living this life guided by judgement, calm hems create a tune,he sits there almighty, as I enter the throne room. So much beauty filled the room, all so precious gems, seeing this road to forever, the beginning of where it stems.
A gracious float as I walk, under me there is no ground, was lost so many years, chains no longer bound. As I rise to give him honor, my life released of doom, as I watch my heart open, like a monarch in it's bloom.
Worldly temptations left in the past, as he promises out his hand, you will never walk alone, remember the footprints in the sand. With your attention now in my hands, forget the steps in the dunes, roads now covered in gold, as you enter the throne room. K.L.W
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