We all know of heaven
and all know where it lies,
beyond the sunset
of our passing lives.
We look to the west
at sunset in hope to see
a glimpse of heaven
that waits for us there.
A place that is wonderful
and peace reins everywhere
beyond the sunset none ever wants
to come back from there.
We go there with our dreams,
hopes, and ambitions
to rest forever
doing the things we want to do.
Beyond the sunset,
we reunite with old friends and loved ones
never with any worries
as our long sleep transcends.
28 January 2008
Sounds great David, but I'm happy to stay here for a few more years, '10' for this lovely piece, best wishes Lynda xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very peaceful write...but I'm with Marci...I hope we are not ready for that spot yet even after how desiring you made it sound...and I hope we have and make more memories now to take with us when He calls us home....: O)