Nothing the world has to offer.
Remains for ever .
Not accepted of course by the scoffer.
But true for every endeavour .

In my dream I came to my death and passing .
But then I had this feeling of transcendent joy .
A great light seemed to be looming.
I had not felt such vigour since being a boy.

But in the next dream I had a chance to save someone.
I chose the youngest ,cleverest and best looking.
I realised immediately the wrong I had done.
I should have chosen the weakest not walking.

At death a great light comes for the weakest .
And not necessarily for the strongest.

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My hope was kindled
By the dream’s light at passing.
It’s for all people

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See 1 John 2: 12-17