Kingdom of Heaven
Mother, as I last view your
pale and fragile frame
I envisioned the chariot
that will carry you to heaven...
It will be of silver and gold
steadily rumbling through a tunnel
at first dark with the end in sight
an unwavering beckoning beacon of light...
Soon you will be standing on a hill
with a new body
below you fertile land light and airy
beautiful colored clouds behold your palace!
A mansion with many rooms
towers high and proud
as it laps the sea
each wave blue as can be!
When you enter your palace mother
you're in a place free of sin
say hello to all our loved ones
as you enter the Kingdom of Heaven..
~ ~
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