What heaven is this, before my eyes,
Where far beyond, veiled mountains rise,
And lush green pastures ‘neath my feet
Yet urge my heart to faster beat.
What place is this, what beauteous land,
That each before my sight is spanned
All nature’s treasures, bright and true,
In full display, in every hue.
What shangri-la, what joyful bliss,
Should so excite my soul like this -
Am I to think that death is near
To bring such visions, bright and clear?
But what of death, no earthly curse,
For then the spirit shall disperse
To spread its tendrils o’er the world,
Such that the mind be so unfurled.
What is this time, what is this place
Within my heart, I feel its grace –
A sweeter realm where ends the night,
And where forever shines the light.
A beautiful poem, heaven is what is waiting for us when it is our time, what we see or visualise before we die is our part of heaven. A great write.
Lines of such beauty and truth that soar with wings to new heights of bliss, a paradise where the light is eternal! Outstanding write Val!
What a lovely detailing of this beautiful earth, you saw the heaven here itself.... Loved it
.......so beautifully written, truly this write deserves a gold medal....every word to me is like a little piece of heaven.... .........................................................~~~~~~ love love love ~~~~~~............................................
The free flowing soul of the poet cannot be caged in the strict rhyming prison...keep flowing with expression! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As I read this poem [ I have already read it thrice] my mind got the dictate: 'Just close your eyes and visualise..Here is heaven.' It is a wonderful wonderful poem, Val.