Coma

James 2:24 

24 You see then that a man is justified by works, and not by faith only.

 

Coma

 

Justified by faith ... nothing more to add

all imaginations infringe on Salvation.

Jesus did it all ... no more now to be said

the Only Way to be delivered from creation

 

I tried it on my own ... not even realizing

that the struggle I encountered was of my own making.

Now I am moving on ... always fantasizing

that the things appearing ... are on the fringe of faking.

 

Illusions are now fact to me ... like sweat that’s drying out.

Reality tastes salty ... without sweetness in the air.

Purpose has now faded ... and existence is crying out

as in a deep submission ... all things are now unfair.

 

State of mind now state of heart ... oneness in separation

Dullness rules the entity ... hiding in what I ought to be.

Far below the surface ... my life’s interpretation

has died a spiritual death ... as enslavement I call free.

 

Always sinking deeper ... as I’m climbing a way up

thinking I can save the day ... never leaving the dark of night.

My estate now in coma ... with depravity flaring up

and becomes now the only way ... for it all appears right.

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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