In this life where shadows loom and dance, Without spiritual insurance, we risk each glance, Where calamities may stride unbidden through our days, Such insurance not to ward, but mend the frays.
It’s not a shield against the storm’s harsh roar, Nor does it bar every unwelcome door; It doesn't keep the bad at bay, you see, But offers restoration, a chance to be free.
With this assurance deep within the soul, Find peace that completes, that makes you whole. A lifetime’s peace, so vividly profound, In every whispered breeze, in every sound.
Hold fast to this insurance, tightly spun, From threads of faith, hope, and love, not undone. It’s the peace that comes from knowing deep, Your spirit’s safe, forever to keep.
