At The Port Of Heaven - Poem by Maurice Harris
At the port of Heaven, with no one else-
I can rely upon none, but Him, and myself,
While in search of dreams I had, but a fortnight ago-
My prayers were being answered too fast, but now slow
To a more believable pace, for all to see unfold-
As I depart for the Land, where streets are paved with Gold!
My Destiny awaits me, though so much is still not known-
Yet, the heart that matters most, has been shown
In no uncertain terms, where the answers lay;
They lay in the dreams we share together, today!
My Beloved awaits, as I prepare to depart-
We two now, as e'er, share a single heart,
Connected ethereally since time itself began-
Not now, not ever, shall I flee the reason why my rhyme itself, began!
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