In With The Angelic Throngs In A Fairer Realm

In With The Angelic Throngs In A Fairer Realm elegy

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As the gust flips Chaffs over;
our mortal page turns over
in a flip when the bell tolls for
whom so ever it would

While mortals mourn and grieve;
in a mansion fairer than ever imagined,
a throng in celestial glory, adorned
in flouncing Seraphic robes emerged

Sent forth from the King of glory;
seated on a Throne of Majestic splendor,
whence flows a blue sparkling stream,
infinitely cascading down to a Pearly gate

that slides open to admit a saintly soul;
borne, not by the ageless Cruelty
that had erroneously snatched
‘My Pearl of Inestimable value’

But by a throng of an Angelic host;
with a melodious rendition of
Hymns and Psalteries as they
marched down a thoroughfare
paved with Pearly ‘dust’ into the
presence of him that seated on the
Throne of glorious splendor

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