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Will You Travel With Me To Heaven Part One

Poem: Will You Travel With Me To Heaven? When you wake up in the morning From a dream you think is okay You see your spouse and family Get ready for another day The dream you saw, the things you see The bed on which you soundly sleep Your kids all grown up, your husband And old memories that you keep Who do you think created them? Were they created from nothing? If there is no god who made these All, then what's the point of living? D'you think we were made from nothing Then from nothing we live for fun To eat and drink, to love and hate Then when we die, what comes is none? The eyes with which your body sees Those sockets that keep your eyeballs The mouth you use for food and speech The way you answer random calls The languages you use to speak And another –your mother tongue- The way you carry yourself, and How you breathe through your heart and lungs The muscles that stretch when you smile Your friends who often make you laugh The words you try to understand And how you sign your name so fast Your kids who once stayed in your womb The months you carried them in you Your feelings when you saw their first Walk and when they smile back at you The food you eat and cook each day The rainfalls that fall from above The earth you walk on each night and Day, and the things you've learned to love The blood that flows 'neath your skin each Hour, the foods you eat, sweet and sour The clouds you see above your head The scent of various plants and flowers The many colors of people You see, and many sounds you hear All things in this universe make You think that a God must be near A God who is not in this world But because of Lordship –Above- Above the skies and on His Throne Above anything you can think of A God who is the Most Powerful A God who does not eat or sleep A God who is Above all things A God who does not sweep the streets A God who sees us all the time A God who knows our hidden thoughts A God who hears us all the time A God who gives us lots and lots A God who made this universe A God who is the King of all A God who knows the good and bad A God who causes rain to fall A God who made all kinds of colors A God who rotates day and night A God who knows all languages A God who gave the moon its light A God who knows the past and present A God who sees the future of all A God who gave all kinds of sounds A God who gave all forms –short and tall --->PART TWO

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