I'll never believe
Ideas others conceive
Concerning heaven.
Not high above the sky,
Nor just for after you die,
It exists on Earth.
In every smile made
From a good deed paid,
It shines brightly.
As kisses exchange,
While relationships arrange,
It envelopes lovers.
Contained in anything
If happiness it may bring
To any believer.
Will heaven your soul attain?
Your attempts are in vain,
For you are already there. |