My heart will sing a thousand times
to souls a resonance of chimes
the dead no longer feel the pain
ascending heaven from life's stain.
the lasting remnants of their smile
remembering an infinite mile.
Open a pathway to the gate
stretching to the sanctum, all that wait
across the waves a web is cast
for the first to the very last.
tears filling oceans and rivers
as the rest of nature quivers.
2010
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Open a pathway to the gate stretching to the sanctum, all that wait across the waves a web is cast for the first to the very last. You become very very spiritual. after life and the chimes and laughter of the souls in heaven. tony