Heavenly Journey
I took a friend on a mental journey
into a state of deep relax.
We floated on clouds; we explored galaxies,
we visited The Glory Land.
We bowed low before the throne of God,
winged Angels on every hand.
We joined the singing in a choir of Saints,
and played in a Harp and Timbrel band.
We explored the Heavens on a street of gold,
viewing castles and mansions magnificent.
We praised God by every name I could think of.
He called us precious, and pure, and innocent.
We floated to Earth with Jesus between us,
held His hands and walked through a valley grand.
He showed us flowers, and new life, and beauty,
we felt the holes in both of His hands.
He told us to think of beauty and honor
and with us will be the God of Peace.
He filled us with power and love and acceptance,
and all the pain from our bodies released.
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By ArtisticPoet48
© 2008 ArtisticPoet48
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