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Dear God,
Stained glass shattered tears melt in her skin
From the weight of the guilt of all of her sins
Yet she says to me:
Pray on your knees
So you can be free
From all that you sinned
Flames of hell, she warns, will be your end
Because you do not go to the house of God
Because you do not have any church friends
The white lab coat wrapped tightly around his body is so very papery thin
Ever so slightly, he mildly grins about the logic behind sins
And he says to me:
There is a higher power, known as God, up above
Full of so much unconditional love
He put his hand gently on my chest
Told me many facts and to do good acts
Not because of anyone’s instruction
But because of the combination of me and divine intervention
So, I ask and say:
One God or more? 
Heaven or Hell?
Do I pray every day or rationalize my sins away? 
I am sure there is more
My own voice, choices, and free will
My slow journey with the means to heal
Strong scents of burnt incense float from the Buddhist temple she sits cross-legged in
Ever so zen, she calmly and quietly shares about the concept of sins
Here she says to me:
Nothing and no one lasts forever
There will come a time that everything and everyone is over
No attachment, nothing permanent, only detachment, all is just for rent
Sweet chants of penetrating reflection
So many surreal sensations
In the serene silence of meditation
Despair lies in his eyes and the sadness sharply stings
He rubs his chin and coldly claims that he does not believe in anything with sins
There he says to me:
No God exists
Do not be transfixed
By these false tales that we were spoon fed
Clouding your head
Faith is a thief, intending to deceive
Ceases any and all you can independently conceive
I find my own Faith:
We all have crosses to bear
Fragmented fears when the end is near
Temptations, Redemptions, and Salvations
Omens, Psalms, and Sermons
I will work to be the better person then
I will awaken and can heal from my sins to always begin again 
And so I say to you, God,


2 Comments to Sins:

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test on Sunday, May 20, 2018 11:19 AM
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rushessay on Thursday, May 24, 2018 2:56 AM
Simply awesome and incredible. We all built such relationship with God where silent tears spoke all the things which you actually wanted to say to God. Please keep pray and stay in touch with religion for successful life.
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