Rainment of Heaven

The sun cascaded upon that emrald city, as I saw a heaven that was so pretty. I envisioned Jesus sitting on his throne, the path that led to him was of ruby and stone. I saw his face for the very first time, as the angels rang bells with an angelic chime. His face was everything I'd imagined it to be, so kind and gentle and full of grace. I knelt down before him to worship his name, I felt the power of his glory I so boldly exclaimed. The skies in the heavens were pastel in color, like the most dazzeling scene, a scene like no other. I never before whitnessed a love like this, the very core of my soul I experienced nothing but bliss. With angelic music that filled the air, I stopped in awe and had to stare. Their wings were pure and white as snow, as their face aluminated a heavenly glow. I saw my mother who had passed away, just as I remembered her when we used to pray. My tears streamed down like rain on my face, the bond still between us that time did not erase. The lord had blessed me as my heart filled with grace, so thankful to live here in this magnificant place.