I had a life.
I used to walk down there, in the days of old;
From way up here, I still hear their words.
I lived that life, in a world I no longer share;
Now I’m lucky enough to be flying up here, higher than the birds.
I have walked on the land where Mahatma Gandhi had walked;
I have talked with the people, with whom Nelson Mandela had talked.
I went to war, to secure peace, in the name of love;
I lost it all to the writers, the fighters and the children of God.
I spent my free time living with the men,
Women and children of our lives.
Now I spend my time up here with those same people;
I am dancing with the angels, way above the sky.
Humans touched my soul; I am, was and could still be loved.
I was kneeling at Jesus’ feet when they hung him on a cross.
I have seen the worst of humanity
And I have sat and broken bread with the best of the good.
I have forever been at peace with the hippies
And I have spoken with philosophers,
The stranger, the dead and the lost.
I evolved with the Neanderthals and ran free with the Gazelle’s.
I lived, I loved, I died; I saw Heaven and I feared Hell.
I became immortal and became consecrate in God’s eyes…
I was there;
I was human;
I had a life.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
- Author: Aa Harvey ( Offline)
- Published: November 16th, 2016 07:19
- Category: Spiritual
- Views: 19
Comments2
this is a very interesting take, I like it. write on ww.
Thanx.
Well written, thought provoking, powerful yet sweet and gentle.
Thank you. Your comment made me smile.
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