Heavenly Dream - Poem by mark king
Of an infinite space in the heavens I dreamed the everlasting dream.
Worlds spun by as light poured down with Angels and Archangels singing.
I saw God then upon a modest throne cast in a brilliant light glowing light.
God asked me, what do you dream of? I said of knowledge, all the knowledge.
In that moment I was drunk with knowledge, all kinds of knowledge.
Then I knew knowledge is strong, yet love is even stronger still.
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