The Garden of Glory, here and now

You will see heaven and earth roll up as a scroll You will read the Word, written in twigs and rocks You will hear the scroll of the Word quake as light sets You will feel starlight pearl bracelets, engraved in gold You will wear white garments made of moonlight silk You will taste gnosis fruit before you taste night’s death You will breathe the Garden of Glory, here and now You will smell its grapevines in and out of you You will live in Heaven’s Green Garden, the New Earth