Life for me has been a Crystal Stair.
It has perfect levels,
that can take me to a different Sun light.
A light from the inner Son of the Father.
Stairs that can show you an image of the Divine. Stairs of hope. Stairs
that renovates the broken stairs of our past.
No tacks, splinters, or torn up boards. The stairs of old were no
Crystal Stair. No balance. No chance to elevate toward the great escape
of being scattered. My Crystal Stair takes all footsteps to love, and
all humans to the source. I will tell you that life for me is a Crystal
Stair, that takes me upon myriads and myriads of Ang ELs. Stairs of
opportunity, and stairs of truth. Home is on top of the Rock of Ages.
Where pages of life is read by sages. I can't stop now, I must keep on
climbing. The stairway to Heaven.
My Crystal Stairs.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem