The extinction spirit termination of the body,
Sins brought the anonymous figure, blow by wind scatter
Like dust in the air, goes in and out from nowhere.
The sins hinder, untouched to the realm mode,
The latitude unclaimed to the perfect sacred home,
Though immortal, but dead in sin.
Shrill spirit burning on fire, murmuring in echoes voice
Hoping for freedom of existence, letting go of all
Committed sins, asking forgiveness.
God watching in heaven mercy and love He endures.
An understandable way man can not explain the reason,
To bring the spirit back to life.
© Jocelyn Sumido-Dunbar
28 April 2006
9: 45 PM