M's Poetry

The Promised Land

I can't wait to go
the journey years in the making
to a place of eternal rest
a vision of peace and God's will
without any interruptions
the majestic beauty
of the promised land

My ancestors are already there
anticipating my entrance
they can look down and see my struggles
but up there I know
I will be all smiles
I won't age, I won't cry
it will be one big happy family
in the promised land

Just thinking about when I am down
is enough to lift me above any situation
because I know it is not my end results
everything here is just that
temporary....


2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop




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