Heaven
'O HEAVEN, of my Father,'
Eternal and limitless you be;
So full of light, no less your might
And host to all eternity.
A holy, hallowed province,
And so has ever been.
Nothing corrupt; not human flesh
Has ever interred in.
So how to speak of 'everlasting,'
I feel that no one here can know.
To get a truthful understanding,
You really have to go.
September 7, 2018
For Contest
(And for all who seek the mystery, that is HEAVEN)
Reta Pruitt 2018
Copyright © Reta Pruitt | Year Posted 2018
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