The Key


And when we are standing there, at the end of our days

shoulder to shoulder, we will be surprised, seeing some that are with us

you mean they made it too?? Smiles on our faces,

loving the mercy.


And we may be surprised that some are not there –

having remembered their religion

but forgetting the key,

they knock

on the outside.


Love is the key, that unlocks the door.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”


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