Treasure Island

Lynne FincherSpringarden


Standing at the Western Wall.
We press our hands and face.

Against this holy icon
Of earthly time and space.

We travel through the strands of time
Past Jesus' journey here..

Tranquility is our wisdom
We let go of all fear.

Flying past King Solomon
And back to Abraham...

Skipping past the Garden
To Spirits perfect land.

Its there we find that we are one,
And have true peace at last..

While standing in the present
And forsaking all the past..

Against this Holy Wall we see
A perfect peace we find.

On earth a holy sovereignty.
And peace for all mankind.

Submitted: Wednesday, July 31, 2013
Edited: Thursday, August 15, 2013
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