Death is not the end.

Michael A. McGuire

Disturb me no more with your invalid
promises of the Final Tomorrow.  Need I
your tears to help wash away my sorrow?

Death is not the end as you will someday
see my friend.  

For now, think not that you live but one life and dream of that glorious day when ALL will be an infinite illusion.  Maybe then, your soul will feel little strife.

The Hourglass of Time is eternal and
cannot be measured by any means or form. 

The passage through Life is but a minute
fraction in your never ending journey to
seek immortality, and is accompanied by
many sunlit days of love, yet hit by a
thousand dark and evil storms!

And though your mind may inquisition both your heart and soul, fight hard to hold on to your inner-peace, for that alone
might keep you whole!

The day will come when all cares are
cast aside and in the House of Love we'll
forever abide. 

Nevermore casting our weary eyes back on the dark and dim, for we'll finally know the Truth and that Truth will be HIM!

  • Author: Michael A. McGuire (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 31st, 2026 04:13
  • Category: Spiritual
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