The end is no end.
Throughout life we sense the past,
A time before our time,
We call it deja vu.
We’ve been here,
We’ve met before,
But we cannot place when or where.
Is this just a sense
Or a glimpse into a time before our time.
Could we not be going round-and-round,
Traveling time until we get it right,
Coming back and back
Until we perfect our journey?
Perhaps God requires us to earn our right
To join him in Heaven,
Learning over the centuries and lifetimes
The things only time can teach.
We are flawed creatures,
Attracted to sin,
Given to the allure of its pleasures.
Like children, we must learn our lessons
Under the tutelage of God,
Before we can be admitted into His
Kingdom of Heaven.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~