A Question To The Infinite Poem by Roderick Dwayne Gering

Sometimes I ponder
Where the dead
Go beyond materialistic bonds

And then
I hear the Host
Call from afar

Distant boundaries
Temporal realms

Are they
The ones behind the throne
Of the Almighty
Crying out
To be avenged

Yet that is not Your nature
But when does
The torment meet
It’s resolute end

On the precipice of tomorrow?

Or can we make a stand
Here today

Does ego always interfere
Then I say
I lay down my sword
To plow the New Garden
Where no fiery angels stand guard

Wine from the vine of Enlightenment
Fill our thoughts
With good will

Let the cool breeze
Kiss our dreams
And You can be at peace
Once again