Whiteness
All who do not know what to expect
The ladder of faith we do climb
The whiteness of the clouds above forever shine
The whiteness of the now bright mist as we climb higher
The clouds disapear before our eyes
We climb the whiteness of the mist above the ladder reaching as we
Climb and climb till we reach the very top
The brightness of the whiteness of heaven never hurts our eyes
All of the clouds disappear with now the mist of whiteness forever surrounding
We see a figure at the highest point the whiteness never fades
It is so bright and the light of whiteness is calming to our souls
The eternity that we are met with
The Lord and the Mist of whiteness from above now ever clear
Heaven is where we are chosen to be finally
The whiteness of the mist, the Lord and Me
Copyright © Laurel Larison | Year Posted 2012
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