Death's grip does not bind the soul, Jesus declared, though it shatters our life, beyond compare.

Fleeing an illusionary body, we transcend to planes where stark cosmic forces exist
you can't comprehend.

In depths of shadows, spectral beings groan,
where time dissolves, and truths remain unknown.

Existence takes form, defying mortal sight,
where your destiny bears fruit in realms of immortal light.

Earthly civilization tremble, unable to conceive, the vastness that lies beyond,

where souls learn divine lessons that can never be found.

In death's embrace, we shed our transient disguise, revealing depths of being

where infinite, eternity lies.

No mortal life endures when death's call rings,
hidden veils of lies, deceptions uncurl and eternal truth springs.

The mask we wear, the charade we perform,
just crumbles away, revealing our soul's true

Form.

Is there only one Life,
just one single Chance?

Didn't Jesus rise again,
his death Transcend?

Death, they say, is an absolute end, a final curtain, but I say it's a new beggining.

Of this fact, God says it's certain.

We travel beyond stars, inner dimensions
and unfathomable light untold, where shattered dreams and hopes do unfold.

Fear not, mortal hearts, as death does descend,
embrace the holy grace where existence doesn't
end.

For death holds no dominion, as legends foretell.

God will reincarnate you once again, and again, until that day your

Heart and Soul

Finally


Transcends.




© Charles Kemp