Rushing on a Sunday morning
Flaunting and flashing; Wealth and well being
Cursing the passersby for coming in your way
Angry about being late
And anxious about missing the sermon
Driving recklessly, even as you hear the church bells ring
Tell me dear friend!
What salvation are you rushing for?
Mindlessly rushing for just another Sunday service
Pompously kneeling; mechanically praying
Asking for token forgiveness, for your willful sins
Yet proudly clinging to the vices of greed hate and delusion
Tell me dear friend!
How long after the merry service, does the feeling of guilt free goodness last?
For, beyond the confines of, space, time and the pulpit
Unrestricted by institution, or constitution
Beyond the tainted glass of ideas and belief
There lies the infinite world of truth and understanding
And, once you kneel in earnest prayer, and shed your tainted coat of identity
You too friend, Will understand! You too friend will see!
God is love, and compassion is his only son
And the whole creation his holy spirit
Salvation is here and heaven is now
And selflessness is the only path
Even as the church bells ring on another Sunday morning!
Here and now! Forever rings the eternal bell of salvation!
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