Sonnet: Our Life on Earth Precedes Heaven

This world is like a boarding-lodging place!
We need it surely for our earthly stay;
But when we leave it for a newer base,
Our earthly days, forget forev’r, we may.

This world is like a journey by a ship!
On board we meet some friends and strangers say;
When destination comes, farewell we lip;
And like a dream becomes the yesterday.

This world is like a trip to foreign land!
It springs surprises, shocks, sadness and joys;
Let’s nev’r forget the divine, loving Hand;
Let’s listen to the Omnipotent Voice.

Our earthly stay is but a transient must
To gain Heaven, tho’ made from earthly dust!

6-8-2001

poem by John Celes
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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