Eternal Flame

Eternal Flame,
Fire and
Sparks.
Tragedy,
Sorrow,
And Hope
Sun Fresh
On delicate
skin,
to burn,
sting,
enrage.
Lightning Striking
Innocent
and Peaceful,
those who
have
a Purpose
of being.
For the terrible sting
Will last
Forever.
On Devil’s Day

Light

Light
A dash of hope,
The first sight of a lifetime.
The first created by he himself
And a burden to his enemies.
On the easy come, easy go basis
It is the simplicity.
Sparkling wings of a new angel cannot be glowing without.
Even those who do not see it, see it.
For there is no dark, but light…

Fallen

How
Can
A
Fallen
Angel
Be
Saved
For
If
It
Cannot
Save


On the tip of everest

On the tip of Everest I see the universe.
My view sees no horizon.
The highest point on the Earth is at hand.
I see the full size of the sun and moon.

Barely breathing from lack of air,
heart skipping beat,
mouth dry from the shocking reward.

Dashing Beauty,
touching sky, raised above daylight.

Seeing the Lord; the greatest reward,
for the arduous trek.

Waving to the ant sized people below,
the plane soaring three millimeters above. Bible writers must have mistaken Mount Sinai for Everest because the Lord could literally just
hop
down
from Heaven
without
a
scratch.

The world is his city and this,
towering castle
above sky.

Heaven on Earth,
Tower of Babble flawless,
the greatest wonder of the world.
And when I die,
on my stone,
it shall say…
HAIL TO THE VICTOR, LONG LIVE THE CHAMPION…