I balance on a beam I cannot see
tipping this way
and tipping that
on this straight and narrow path.
Shadows pull from either side
tempting demons
wanting a soul they cannot have
but doing what they can
to pull me under beneath the sand.
I throw out my arms and try to see
that glowing ember
of who I'm meant to be,
but still I sway
this way and that...
My feet, they're fixed upon this beam
that leads to light that's barely seen.
I will not fall,
or be that broken soul
that darkness over come
a rotten hole.
A child of my Saving Grace
that gave His life; I see His face,
yet still I beg
because I'm homesick
at such a young age.
Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and the sea was no more. And I saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, "Behold, the dwelling place of God is with man. He will dwell with them, and they will be his people, and God himself will be with them as their God. He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mournng, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away."
~ Revelation 21:1-4
