Not In the Cemetery
The day of the cemetery draws nearer every morning and every night
we take inventory of the number of our days…
The many books that I have yet to pen can not be heard in the tunnels of the catacombs
Nor beautiful dances created in the hallows of the graveyard
My words that have power and meaning will only bounce off of a closed casket
What a tragedy if my headstone should be engraved with here lies a woman that did not fulfill her purpose
No flowers will be there to mourn the many unfulfilled ideas, visions, dreams and gifts
Not in the darkness where they bury the dead for eternity
The fence around the cemetery locks in many people who have died this type of death
And it is not well with my soul
We all came into this world a treasure chest full of potential
with the intention to manifest the glory of God
Never surrender the treasures within you to a cemetery plot
The things you are to accomplish should not become fertilizer for the burial grounds
Refuse to allow your God given dreams to be entombed
And living visions to become buried nightmares
Riches are not to be hoarded but while there is still the life of day
But used to spread the light to all that are in the dark
The graveyard is but a thief and a robber
Stealing away forever the rich deposits that you have not yet given to this world
That the forces of death desire to lock in a crypt in a mausoleum
One agreement you should make with death- “I purpose to die empty and you will get nothing”
You will not benefit from my last breath
For I will accomplish my task and run my race to the finish
For He has placed this treasure in earthen vessels …
And I have uncovered and know my intrinsic wealth and value
My worth has only multiplied and been added to the kingdom
I have been given gifts to give
Talent to share
Ideas to enrich the world
Potential to be released
Inspiration to shape this next generation
I will not leave them in God’s acre to be silenced forever
I will to die like my role model- saying to the world “it is finished”
Therefore my last will and testament will testify And my place of internment will become my place of rest
Not in the cemetery!
C.Hinds (c) 2013
Tag:cemetery, not finished