Heavenly Dream Poem by mark king

Of an infinite space in the heavens I dreamed the everlasting dream.

Worlds spun by as light poured down with Angels and Archangels singing.

I saw God then upon a modest throne cast in a brilliant light glowing light.

God asked me, what do you dream of? I said of knowledge, all the knowledge.

In that moment I was drunk with knowledge, all kinds of knowledge.

Then I knew knowledge is strong, yet love is even stronger still.