The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come
From God, who is our home:
Heaven lies about us in our infancy!
William Wordsworth
With our coming is a veil stretched behind
To enable us to live without His total mind
Left only is a part to sustain us while apart
We are hidden so that we may find
Again our Origin, but meanwhile mankind
Must struggle and endure, learn what we have come for
Our mission predisposed to the earth's cosmos
Left suspended in limbo as we journey and wonder
Oh, but for a glimpse of Heaven's glory
And to bask in His soothing arms and hold our soulmates near
They that are gone on ahead
And they that are waiting to come
We miss them so...as to be not able to endure
If it were not for the veil which one day will be lifted
And death shall separate us no longer for He has promised
That the last enemy that shall be destroyed is death
And death will have no sting or sorrow left
We will all tumble divine in His clouds of love
Knowing that death was only a mask
For the life that lies beyond.
cailin raine
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