Colin F. Jones


Darkness for a long time yet seemingly short,
Like a sleep that is dreamless in a gentle resort.
Resurrected by the creator on his promised return,
That the Earth is the heaven we desperately yearn.
Where else can the spirit of an Earthling appear,
Birth, death, and resurrection all happen right here.
The Earth is the heaven the master is God,
From cruel death, sweet life, comes out of the sod.
We lie silent in death until the creator appears,
Though it be a long time; even a million years.
For he will return to rule over the earth,
That death will be defeated; resurrecting new birth.
Ah yes – we will meet where we once met before,
With peace in our hearts without the trauma of war.