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Waking
Author:
Melody Ginger Rose PM
A rhyming poem about coming to live with Christ after death. Although we may look back and see our sin, it has been taken away by the One.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 151 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 1 - Published: 12-02-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2747524
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Waking

My eyes are closed;

I'm not yet awake.

Surgeons try to save me

From my fatal mistake;

I know I'll wake up

At least one more time,

And feel pain and regret

For my sin and my crime.

I open my eyes

Jarred by sudden pain;

I try to fight it,

But my struggle is in vain.

The lights seem blinding

But they aren't even that bright…

And that's when I realize

The room is as dark as night.

Only one light shines

From a door far away

And I somehow know

That this was my last day.

I'm suddenly standing,

Healed once more

Better

Than I ever was before.

The guilt is gone now

The pain is, too

Because Christ took it on the cross

For me and you.

I now live

In eternal day

Because of the One

Who took my sin away.

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