Mundane Infinity

I feed, I sleep, my life is so mundane,
but still there is my infinite destiny,
though soon death ends my memories, my brain,
there's other ways I touch infinity.

My faith foresees a life that’s infinite,
my soul is spiritual and so lives on,
it always keeps the good I’ve done and yet
it also keeps the bad after I’ve gone.

The infinite’s in the spiritual world around,
Good God forgets repented sins forgiven,
in clouds of witnesses good saints abound,
at Mass Good Jesus comes to me from heaven.

And Infinite Lord, because You’re everywhere,
I can at anytime touch You in prayer.

                         by Pete Voelz     4/17/14