A Strange Dream Poem by Joseph Anderson
A Strange Dream
In my dream I awoke in Heaven
Standing near that fabled gate;
Watching God surveying sinners
And determining their fate.
'In my house are many mansions'
Was the sign for all to see.
All your faiths and creeds are welcome,
And this'truth shall set thee free'.
First, he bade a Hindu enter,
Next, a Muslim, then a Jew;
When my turn came, I was praying
Lord, dear Lord, please pass me through.
At this moment I awakened,
Tearful, trembling, full of fright;
Never knowing, only hoping
To be favored in God's sight.
As I lay in bed, I pondered
What this message held for me;
Does God judge us earthly mortals
By our works and morality?
Heaven is a place where blessed souls meet and I don't think God discriminates people on the label of religion! This is a simple lovely poem! The question at the end is a question that baffles every one!
A beautiful poem, I wonder also how we are judged, does much good outweigh a little not so, I guess we all have to wait our turn to see. a great thought and read. thank you,
Heaven and Hell are here on earth, not above and below I believe. Good one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I believe God looks at our mind at first. If our mind is pure He forgives us. Beautiful thought-provoking write