Eternal Paradise
When I dream
of seeing myself on the New Earth
I feel at home with the Lord
always the feeling joy, peace and tranquility
through the golden city of twelve pearly gates
no longer will I need to wear my glasses
no longer will I have to suffer from sinuses
menstrual cycles or neurotic disorders
because the father will reconstruct my body and soul
I dream of my face and hair
appearing as radiant as emeralds in the sunlight
no cover ups, filters, perms or dyes
more elegant than my mundane flesh
or even a gazelle wandering the fields
I will even wear brand new clothes
no jeans, t-shirts or flip flops
but an unspoiled gown of white fabric
more superior than
gleaming sapphires and rubies
mirroring those at the Transfiguration of Jesus
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