That Other, Heavenly, Side. Poem by Michael Gale

That other beyond....
Beyond, this passed.

Another being, being
Able to last.

Another sphere, one
paced differently, in
Speed and vibration...
A different obligation.

Beyond the light...
Ever far, as far, the night.

A herald one, as one, His journey...
Peace filled being, once on a gurney.

Messenger...
Passenger?

Death felt ride...
Fell to Earth.

One Holy tide...
That Holy tide.

To ride this day...
Eternal now,
Forever stay.

Angel fallen, on other side...
Heaven sent, to ever glide.

Upon this sphere...
To stride, right here.

Mortal now, in ever flow...
Forever, gone, tomorrow, now.

We near, and mere mortals here...
Cannot see them, they angels, no, not appear.

Until, they, allow us, they do...
Away, they went, away, they flew.

Death, be spent as spent, undone...
Before the one, the Holy, Son.

Engrossed, in love and love, done given...
From God to us, as gifted liven.

We will adjoin, to the One, of the cross...
No more sadness, of things, we've lost.

No more cares, or saddened feelings...
No more death, or tragic dealings.

No more wanderings of man filled days...
No more suffering, of mortal ways.

We will be enfolded in God's own love...
From His perch, way up above.

Heaven and Earth...
Will have, a renewed birth.

City of God...
Will, receive, His approving nod.

All.will, be at peace...
A new fulfilled day, a new life in lease.

No more sickness and angered days...
No more worried, stayed, in ways.

Befallen angels, be no more...
We'll be no slaves, to a Worldly war.

Left, will be only, silence...
Lightness-ed, only by a bright light-brilliance.