Utopia and Finite Soap Bubbles

UTOPIA Land of endless time Dreams of infinite range Sweet, succulent, fine A city without age UTOPIA Shinning in expansive glory A lighthouse for weary souls, Rid of war’s flashing gory, A home without Holes. UTOPI An Eden in splendor This Heaven on earth Void of division of gender, Class, race; brimming with mirth. UTOP A delicate bubble of perfection God’s greatest intention Popped by the hand of his creation Guarded, leaving man without direction. UTO This is the story of the beginning The account of the conVict’s Fall For we slipped on soap in our sinning, Our stride reduced to a crawl. UT Out of the Soap-maker’s hand Comes the perfect Man. A rEflection of that once-wondrous perfection Now glorified in majestic Resurrection. U Bringing Heaven into hearts And saving the spirit of the lonely voyager, Calling all man, from every part, Every bubble-bursting forager: Now, Come to Me, the Savior; I redeem you from your failure. Come to Me, the Prince of Peace; Be free from hellish wandering. UTOPIA->HEAVEN