Journey To Eternity Poem by Panagiota Romios

A rose covered door behind me
shut quietly.
A gold lame carpet lay ahead.
I realized, then, I was so dead!
Angels in billowing gowns
of chiffon, of glowing cerulean,
lined my path.
Headed was I, for eternity bliss.

A fully gardenia laden door lay
in my path.
It opened a bit, I saw only the
top of God's glorious head.
No need had I to want to the rose
door return!
My future gloriously sparkled with
peace and brilliance, just a few soft
footsteps ahead.


       September 27,2020
          7: 15 pm PST