Brought to nought
All men and their doings
Have been brought to nought
The conquest of the world
Reached its death nadir.
The Age of Man, his marvels
Shall be swept before the
Waters, shall be cast upon the
Ruins of their destructin.
What shall yet come is still
Not known, but its unlike all
Past selves, and it's new with it's
Need to live with God's grace.
Not the man in the heavens, with
The beard and the judgement,
But the God that lives within
The world within her wonders.
This time is not for fear, rather
Excited dashing wonder, for
The chance to live connected is
Now upon us.
And so we laugh, and we sing,
Murmur quiet loving kisses,
And we die and are reborn
Into Glory,
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