Kingdom Of Heaven Poem by Mockingjay Mellark

Kingdom Of Heaven

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The chariot that takes you there
Is made of glass and gold
Some call it Death's wheels
Others call it the vehicle to home

It steadily climbs a tunnel
Dark with the end in sight
An unwavering beckoning glow
Called the home beacon light

Standing tall upon a hill
The first sight you behold
Below light and airy, colored clouds a palace welcomes you
At first glance you are sold

It towers high and proud
Below it laps the sea
Each gentle wave chasing another
As blue as blue can be

Then you're in the palace
You know this is a place of no sin
And that you are home
In the kingdom of heaven

Thursday, May 1, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Heaven
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Colleen Courtney 02 May 2014

Such a beautiful interpretation of our heavenly home! Lovely poem!

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