He is Coming
 
He waits for the final breath
His kind eyes, his noble wings
His silence shouting from muted horns
From blinding faith to highs so beguiled
 
As matter mingles with open spaces
Lofted hopes spread their mighty wings
Into dark clouds and buried truths
Night into day, faith into assorted homes
 
Religion dives into absolving lakes
Swimming until its arms get tired
Hanging onto promises and vertical waters
Sinking into the fearful depths of love
 
Child of faith, daddy will take you home
Forget your academics, your sour doubts
Death rides in on a soothing velvet chariot
Fear not, your days are just beginning

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