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