Heaven’s Gates Poem by David Wood
Heaven’s Gates
I cannot reach the apple on the tree
It is always too high for me.
I can never write that perfect poem
It always eludes me no matter how
Hard I try.
Walking through the wood and on to
The lake – is that paradise found?
That drifting cloud – that blue sky?
Are we in heaven here on earth
To see such beauty?
Are heaven’s gates ever locked if
Beauty cannot be seen by the beholder?
Is heaven a step too far, a place one
Cannot reach, or are there glimpses
Of heaven we can see here on earth
As our life drifts from day to day?
'Man's reach should exceed nis grasp or what's a Heaven for'? ! Striving is greater than achieving! !
So beautiful indeed...an arresting write...wish to quote all here! ! !
rightly said perfection is unlimited skies and earth and ever on it attracts/ as someone wrote if there is heaven on this earth it is here it is here..it was about Kashmir...but applicable any where there is beauty glimpses of heaven we see ....beautiful poem with beautiful thought mind jerking thank
A perfect poem? For us poet i think is impossible. We are always seeking the perfection. Trying to reach the impossible. That is why we are Poets.
I believe there are glimpses of Heaven - just the pure beauty of nature. Always enjoy your sensitive words David. I think you set your standards way to high for you are most certainly satisfying your readers
we are always reaching for something David. sometimes it seems impossible enjoyed
we are always reaching for something David. sometimes it seems impossible enjoyed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 12:39:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
perfection-we can try for it without loosing soul