Monday, 16 November 2009


Was she not wise to flee a world
Grounded in pain and lapped by tears
After that Eden, strange to fears,
In which her being had been curled?

Why should we mourn that she should miss
This torn earth she need never thole,
Gone from one world, replete and whole,
Into her everlasting bliss?

The watchdog, savaging within
The being it was set to guard,
Conscience, has never pressed her hard
Since she was free from acts of sin.

Yet she required no lesser cost
As shapen in iniquity
Than us who wander from the Way
To Him who came to save the lost.


  1. David,

    Another very powerful and moving poem!

    Love and Hugs ~ Kat

  2. this is just something david.
    she is happy where she is with the lord and i am sure that she would not want to come back.
    i have quite often thought of the widow's son that died and of lazarus and even the little maid that the lord raised from the dead and all those people that rose from the dead when jesus died....i used to think how sad this must of been to leave paradise and come back to a wicked world like this only to have to face death again...i wonder how they felt about this david?....from terry


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