People...
The immortals that we are...
Am I my brother’s keeper?A more foolish question has never been asked.
There is hardly a thing more worth keeping,
more worth looking after.
Have you ever looked into someone’s eyes and seen eternity?
Just for a moment you’re carried to another place
Where there are endless days of undying life.
An inkling of immortality.
Have you ever come to the end of a conversation that seemed to never end?
Like a stray dog it follows you home
And stabs you with feelings of joy unspeakable.
Otherworldly words echo undiminished within.
Sons and daughters of Timelessness.
The offspring of Forever.
The seedlings of Infinity.
The image of Him who is beyond our imagination.
When people are seen as “godlings”,
You listen passionately
You share respectfully
You love boundlessly.
Under this law, every moment is everlasting.
Every word is eloquent,
Every sighting, elegant,
Every touch, ethereal.
People are precious.
Walking wonders; talking treasures.
Living, breathing miracles
Wrapped in perishable flesh.
A creature of humble beginnings
Living a story that never ends.
This fellowship of immortals
Roams the earth seeking to be sought.
Temper my senses; awaken my spirit.
Tomorrow, I want to chat with one of these beings
And share in our everlasting life.This could be good.
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