I believe that heaven is reserve here on earth,
This could be the other paradise in my soul,
Justification gain from the realm of new birth,
Every step taken the path is pave with gold.
Here below, this could be like heaven to me,
Nectar of spiritual life which taste so sweet,
The path that bring us on the verge of eternity,
Where the roads converge and the faithful meet.
Brightly beacons beam over cities illuminates,
All creation in transforming this existing glory,
Where we find a treat seated in heavenly places,
Beautiful retreat not reserved for angels only.
Make a vestibule and leave an earnest vestige,
Its trials here on earth before the future day,
Mankind passes this realm with marred visage,
While traveling through heaven is in the way.
Making this earth an abundant oasis upon the sea,
I shall die, but in mortal death hope is not denied,
Leaving the pleasure of living to find serenity,
Life was torn and the remains created a better world.
Heaven is a beautiful retreat far beyond the twilight,
there will be no paths for the Devils intrigues,
for in paradise the weary will be at rest from all defeat,
And the Ancient of Days will unfold its mystics.
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