My Heart march to thy gate

My heart march on
To thy heaven’s gate
Where the cries of delight
Beats rhythmically
from golden shackle hearts
Robed in the silence of thy gaze
Panting Hosanna with the angels
That carried thy brace

Oh! How I long for its quicken haste
As I stare across the river’s divide
Parting my way
That leads to thy royal throne

Oh! How I want to swim so quick
And tell the merry tales to my friends
Who sit waiting to hear my face

Oh! How my heart worry
To touch thy fatherly face
To kiss the feet of thy radiance
With everlasting joy
That sways my all


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About Michael Ogundele

A writer, ardent reader and lover of nature. fell in love with writing five years back and I've been engraved in her arms ever since. I share my little way of writing poetry and reflections based on Catholic faith and Spirituality on this space. I hope you enjoy reading as we ride the same chariot to the leafy greens. Do follow me and together, let us jump into the ocean of my ink.
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