Her palm filled with tears while
she calmly sat upon a cloud,
waiting patiently for St. Peter
to call her name out loud.
All the others were given wings,
then the most amazing thing,
they all began to sing.
Bells rang out, more voices joined in.
It was a glorious symphony.
Her body felt at ease, relaxed, very pleased.
A line of Angels formed in front of thee,
A bright light shone, while they sang with glee.
Out of nowhere came a most beautiful sight
where the light had shone so bright.
A tall figure of a man with a crown upon his head.
His hair flowed, so beautiful, tears continued to shed.
His robe was long and touched the clouds.
He was wearing a silver shroud.
She smiled and fell upon her knees,
for that awesome sight was too much for thee.
He smiled, and spoke with a tenors voice.
It was then she knew she made the right choice.
My child, I gave my life for you to live.
Now I have many gifts to give,
for your life was rich and full of grace.
You wore love and trust upon your face.
You have always embraced my Fathers love,
that shone on you from the sky’s above.
I will now take you by the hand and joyously
escort you to the promised land.
The trumpets began to play.
Written: July 2,2007
Mel, the images are as gentle as the poem they grace. The beauty of a profound sincerity surround every word that is written here. You always write with heart and soul. Just loved this piece. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend. David
Beautiful write has is your trade mark mel, but i must confess these poems are not my cup of tea, not that i hate your poems of course its more my faith is a more private thing, i hope you understand.. andy 10
What a wonderful reminder that it does get better farther on. Thank you, Melvina. Love, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem brings peace...is peace. There's nothing about it that isn't peace. The shining light has been seen and recognized. You are peace, Melvina.xxElysabeth