Wheelchair Chariots

Wheelchairs Chariots in Heaven I tell you now in earnest, there is a secret behind all things, real and unreal, set and unset, tangible... believable... and knowable, to your core. The practice of driving a chair, here where people stair, is only for the flair of the air, that will blow around and through your hair... high up in the clouds, touching the sky, the corona, the day, the night... and forever. Messages to the stars, sight-seeing and wonder, the golden cart will fly free, as there will be no need for anything at all, to call upon the Lord, and know He is there, to hold us close... here, and where the adventure goes, or we are sent.