Heaven Only Knows Poem by Mark Heathcote

Yours and…
Heaven's fate nobody knows
Its beauty is like a purple
Damask clustered rose
We all know its blooded thorns
But nobody knows…
Where; its sunsets, rest yet.

Heaven's fate nobody knows
It's like those snowy ice flakes
You want to catch but melt
As soon as you catch them
And you would if you could
…Only slow downtime.

Heaven's fate nobody knows
As you are led by your forelocks
Looking for girls and gold:
You ask who if anyone knows
If heaven has a purpose for you
And in answer all they ever say,
Is heaven only knows?