Eternity is Forever
What are we, as we slip along this terrestrial plane?
We carry our burdens, one by one,
We keep on grasping, but only comes
The vexing pain.
We are but dust, naught anything.
But see all around us as much,
Truly all we touch
Our hands can’t forever cling.
All of time, last to first
Is infinitely small
For after the call
To eternity we’ll burst.
Eternity is Forever
This we know is true
Let us take in view
Follow HIM…whatever.
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