Choices

Are you headed up,

or staying behind,

you make your choice,

and I will make mine.

Never again alone,

a love so divine,

not a faceless phone,

love of the ultimate kind.

A filled heart,

nothing can break it a part,

changing the very you,

a bullseye with the dart.

Hands of fate,

so real and not fake,

something giving,

all for you too take.

Touched by The Hand,

lifted up out of a world's sands

always on time,

sensations without demands.

A life no longer askew

the word of God for everyone's review,

no lies and deceptions,

for each not the few.

Hands of grace,

Insightful not fake

an eternity of grace,

handed down for each one to take.

A decision only you can make,

so my friend don't be too late,

the Son is shining,

schedule your answer and date.