Heaven is for real
if life is a lucid dream
a matrix in which we’re caged
in destiny as it flows
perhaps everything is staged
concepts of heaven and hell
seem tools designed to control
to bring semblance of order
among us here on parole
it is naive to assume
fairy tales we heard as true
so let’s negate all knowing
that light of truth may accrue
contemplating thus we pause
looking at the world afresh
noticing vast empty space
as the field that does enmesh
withdrawing senses and mind
as awareness self-aware
transcending both space and time
we lay our consciousness bare
poised in peace in the bardo
we see we are living light
self-existent and complete
drenched in mists of bliss delight
in this ethereal realm
our Father reveals His face
golden globe oozing with love
holding us in close embrace
such is the truth we affirm
God dwells within our heart’s core
He is who we’re searching for
walk in right now through love’s door
yes, heaven exists right here
but it is not what we think
first recognise who we are
betwixt heartbeats when we blink
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