The sun shines on the earth,
and touches my cheeks,
with the warmth of her light.
I hear birds singing songs.
I see flowers grow,
in a million different colors,
dancing on the music,
of God’s joyful wind.
Butterflies are born in my heart,
and released on the words,
of my poetic prayers.
Heaven is a beautiful place,
where the light never dims,
and humans never fight.
Where hunger does not exist,
illness has no place to live,
and children never grow old,
without the love of a parent.
I see a world better than my own,
where my soul clearly knows,
the beatings of my own drum.
To see God in a ray of Holy Light,
smiling at me in my own dreams,
is a delight I never took for granted.
But to see it with my own eyes,
is a dream I cannot wait to happen.