“The Shore That’s Feared by Death” – Poem by Stenila Simon

birdseye_celestial-1000x625My home is not of brick and stone,
Nor has it laid foundations on
The filthy soil of earth, no mine
Is somewhere far beyond the sky.

It sits upon the clouds of white
And floats amidst the open skies
Its walls of gems and gates of gold
Do hide a throne, (I will) behold!

Its shores are feared by death and sin
And rarely few do e’er get in
But still amidst those few ones rare,
I long to enter, be the heir

To peace and love, instead of fame,
Or coins of gold to be my aim.
I’d rather have my King alone
Than have a love, sham, of my own.

Oh yes, my home is feared by sin
And feared by death, and all within
Shall reign with Him forevermore,
I hope to meet you at that shore!

~Stenila Simon

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