Recreated through the power of God.
Humanity walks naked through creation's fire,
Emerging a new race - reborn from the ashes of the old.
Paradise echoes with a new song;
The Universe, compressed into its primordial atom,
explodes into a new existence.
Purged of the maladies of matter,
We rise to meet our Lord in the air;
We stand holding a new name written upon a white stone.
This poem is also posted in my writing.com port in the journal Writing in Snow.
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