If only, i could dream of heaven
.
If only, I could see His splender
.
in pillow clouds with stars above them
,
On angel wings I'd soar forever! .
But all I know, is this world He gave us.
All our blood this hell is made of!
All the misery, we have suffered.
All the dead, we've buried under.
And so I ask, 'Is there a god in heaven',
who needs only our faith, if we're to live forever.
That matters not, what sins we committed.
only our faith,
when we ask for forgiveness
And is there a soul
that exists in us,
that lives on, when we turn to dust.
Is it the beginning, or finally the end?
Is it God's wrath
THAT-WILL-RAIN-DOWN-ON-THIS HELL!
If only, I could dream of heaven.
If only, I could dream forever!
of pillow clouds with stars above them
But I will never
...... see God ever..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's easy to dream of Heaven. Just use your imagination. That's what I did when I wrote the poem 'Poetry Heaven'.