Journey To Heaven
Tried many times to get back there,
at all different stages of life.
Countless times beyond all rhymes,
for heaven I needed my slice.
Lost in the clouds as a child,
dreaming of wonder-divine.
Hard it's been- flesh, skin and bones,
with angels, I wished to align.
Really don't know how I did it...
persistence indeed played a part.
Innocent-means, spiritual-genes,
or the goodness within my heart.
Though I did it, I got there- I did,
then collapsed upon my arrival.
The angels surprised that I got there,
healed me for my survival.
No man is able to visit,
for this is a sacred place-heaven.
The only reason I got there...
truthfully- 'cause I am a woman.
Then, I opened my eyes it was morning.
was back here, they sent me back here !
For I am human my time is not over...
flesh, skin and bones and a tear.
Copyright © Paris-Maree Boreham | Year Posted 2018
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