.... As It Is In Heaven ....
As it is ...
Is it?
Is there really a place
of everlasting grace
outside of my heart?
What is this heaven
where ether exhales stars
through space winds
and our planet moves
ever forward through the dark?
Conscious contact
with the aliens in my mind
and a poignant grasping for
Never Neverland or, perhaps,
the angels of our nature
will greet my cynical eye !
Oh my ... never, never
do I want to die
unless, now truly truly ...
Can't I know how it is
as it is in heaven?
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