Midnight At The Gate Of Heaven Poem by Doris Dzameshie

Midnight At The Gate Of Heaven



Nothing moves
All lie quiet side by side
In sweet, silent repose
Pillows of steel
Names carved out with chisel
Eternal graves of hell and heaven
Reflections of midnight
All is silent in deep reflection
As the eternal I am moves
Nothing moves

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