Heaven’s Gates Poem by David Wood
Heaven’s Gates
I cannot reach the apple on the tree
It is always too high for me.
I can never write that perfect poem
It always eludes me no matter how
Hard I try.
Walking through the wood and on to
The lake – is that paradise found?
That drifting cloud – that blue sky?
Are we in heaven here on earth
To see such beauty?
Are heaven’s gates ever locked if
Beauty cannot be seen by the beholder?
Is heaven a step too far, a place one
Cannot reach, or are there glimpses
Of heaven we can see here on earth
As our life drifts from day to day?
a lot of important questions asked. somehow I feel a part of heaven is here on earth. just a feeling David good ink
Heaven is here in this beautiful planet....But often it go unnoticed...and we go in search for heaven... Beautiful poem. Loved reading it.
Heaven is what we make of earth. Beautiful poem. Please see my new poem 'While Here' when you have time. Thank you.
When we open our eyes here on earth, we can see things that we can imagine heaven to be like. A great poem.
A perfect poem? For us poet i think is impossible. We are always seeking the perfection. Trying to reach the impossible. That is why we are Poets.
I believe there are glimpses of Heaven - just the pure beauty of nature. Always enjoy your sensitive words David. I think you set your standards way to high for you are most certainly satisfying your readers
we are always reaching for something David. sometimes it seems impossible enjoyed
we are always reaching for something David. sometimes it seems impossible enjoyed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/21/2025 10:12:28 PM # 1.0.0
perfection-we can try for it without loosing soul