The Return
Your eyes are open, but they do not see.
Your ears catch the breeze, but they do not hear.
Your heart beats, your lungs fill with air,
But your mind thinks of nothing but itself.
Your eyes brighten at the vain display of princes.
Your ears tingle at the sound of empty promises.
Your hearts beat faster, you pant with excitement.
Your mind is filled with only that which satisfies its vanity.
See the signs that He is coming.
Hear the warning that time is short.
Do these things that your heart may turn to Him;
That you may breathe the air of heaven;
That you may yearn in your inmost self for His coming.
© 2016 by Tom King
© 2016 by Tom King
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