What lies beyond the wooded valleys
and mountains, the oceans, moon,
sun; will it all one-day fade into time
without end; eternity. Will the spirit
move with nimbleness and with fantasy;
will time without end be ecstasy. Will
everything be pure and divine, will love
replace the hate that lives today in earths
polluted space.
Will pain and fatigue no longer exist; will
only tranquil and exciting wonder live
within Heaven’s glorious mist. Like the
Morning Doves, will all have wings to come
and go unafraid of flight; to enjoy a mystical
life; one love, one language, one understanding
for all, is this what Heaven will bring?
©2014.annjohnsonmurphree
That was so lovely! Your poem gives me the sense of peace and content I hope heaven will have:)
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I am pleased that it touched you, please visit often. Ann
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Poignantly beautiful. Thank you.
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Thank you!
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