Prelude to Heaven.
death has already
been promised—
sealed in our
forehands,
tucked into our
future plans;
same of pain;
same of sadness;
and navigating with
no sensing direction;
same of loneliness;
same of emptiness;
and suffocating with
no winching reaction;
but in the same gospel,
peace has already
been assured—
same of love;
same of joy;
and laughing aloud with
no elating sources;
same of worship;
same of praise;
and surrendering to
God's wearing courses;
But one day
the sun will perfectly
position itself
for the hours
to step over themselves
with extra care;
and the children
will be safe;
the strangers
will all speak;
and each
special person
in our lives
will reach to
us in a harmonized
rhythm of rainbows
to cap Love across the sky.
you'll wander
in a teary bliss;
with no place to go
and enjoy your
prelude to heaven.
Mark Anthony Thomas
Copyright © 2011