Eternal Echoes: A Soul's Journey to Divine Harmony #751

Eternal Echoes: A Soul's Journey to Divine Harmony (Whispers of Eternity) In twilight's quiet, where time softly speaks, Our souls, vast as night, eternity seeks. Cradled in Christ's arms, whispers entwine, Healing the shadows that within us recline. Listen—the soul's voice, clear in its plea, Guides through life's thicket, to where we're free. Deeper than flesh wounds, the soul's ailments lie, Hidden in shadows, beneath the sky's sigh. Yet, in Christ's embrace, mercy unfolds, Grace, like a river, our spirit beholds. God's love, a power, vast and profound, Mends our brokenness, where hope is found. "All souls are mine," the Divine proclaims, Each journey marked, in the stars, our names. Paul's truth echoes, a beacon through time, A life in the Spirit, pure and sublime. Stripped to essence, we finally see, Life, fleeting and fragile, is all that's free. "Not the God of the dead, but of living," He claims, To Him, all souls, bright flames, He names. God's Spirit within, whispers of worth, Our bodies, His temples, on this Earth. The Gospel, a vessel, through life, weaves light, Guiding, enlightening, through darkest night. On this pilgrimage, through time's corridor, We seek peace, a healing of our core. A peace that transcends, deep within our essence, Binding us to the Divine, in its presence. With voices lifted, in harmony we stand, A declaration of souls, in God's hand. This is our testament, our hearts' decree, A bond unbroken, between the Creator and thee. In the dance of light, and shadow's embrace, We find our true selves, in this sacred space. A symphony of souls, in divine harmony, Whispers of eternity, calling us to be. Written by Steven G. Lee (April 1, 2024)