He took me in his arms last night
And carried me to heaven's door,
With just one kiss it opened wide,
As angels bade us come inside
I clung to the one I adore
Last night my love showed me heaven,
Celestial orbs floated on air,
Flowers were strewn across the floor
Like seashells on a lucent shore,
I've not seen a venue so rare!
Heaven was in full view last night
Regaling me with its beauty,
Lending a glow to this grand sight
Were angels donned in robes of white...
Teasing... with a sense of duty
I'd never seen heaven before,
Nor had I heard a divine hymn,
I beheld wonders everywhere...
Jasmine was perfuming the air...
Every tree had a flowered limb
All vanished now that sacred view,
Once again, breathing Earth's rank air,
Once more, my life burdened with grief,
I look to heaven for relief....
But only his love can take me there
All vanished now.... that sacred view, Once again, breathing earth's rank air, Once more, vistas tinged with grief, I look to heaven for relief.... Only his love can take me there what an imagination!
I thought this sounded like a fantastic date, did I miss the boat?
You sat potaaato, and I say pataahhto. Interesting Lora, I have been given glimpses of heaven too, throughout my life. The first time was when, at the age of eight, I joined my home church and declared my faith to the world. I swear, this is no lie, but though I was still in my church's sanctuary, the walls were still there, the alter, the electric lights, the congregation, somehow they were different too. Thinner maybe. Almost transparent. It was simply as if heaven and earth occupied the same space and I felt deeply, deeply..... that I was, in fact, in the presence of God. The music too was the same, but there must have been angels present as well because the music too was deeper, more real, heavenly. I know skeptics reading this are going to say 'You are telling us nothing! ' But truly i am telling you everything. Oh God, I am crying, my words are so inadequate. I just wish somehow I was poet enough to share this experience with all of you. That is my fault, not God's fault. Maybe my college poem 'An Apology' says it best. We all bridle so at our universal feeling of God's seeming absence, or invisibility at times, but in the words of my poem, written so many years ago, Yet seeming failure might become success If only one could embrace the infinite center. This is my truth, my faith, and I give it to you freely as it was given to me so long ago............ God is everywhere, He is omnipresent, He is standing beside you right now, His hand is literally on your shoulder. My brothers and sisters, you simply cannot escape, you can never be beyond His love or It's reach. We are His sons and daughters, His children and heirs, and stand with the Christ, forever in His Grace. Amen! PS: And Lora, it may be the Physicist in me, but I would swear that those 'celestial orbs' you saw 'floating in air' almost like streetlights? They are street lights in my mind's eye, in my imagination. There must be millions of them. I don't know how big heaven really is but if my vision is true, Heaven is very big indeed and each street light (and there are many) is an entire universe, unique, and solitary, testifying to God's Love, lighting the streets in its part of heaven.
Heaven was in full view last night...only his love can take me there I'm deeply touched!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a wonderful poem. Took me to heaven with its soft and lovely imagery.