In the quiet garden of Heaven, <br />one day I’ll walk beneath the trees <br />with the coolness of God’s Spirit <br />flowing more gently than an Earthly breeze. <br /> <br />In the royal kingdom of priests, <br />I’ll run barefoot on streets of soft gold, <br />overwhelmed by the perfection of peace, <br />following where angels had previously strolled. <br /> <br />Before the awesome throne room, <br />I’ll exude continual heartfelt praise <br />as part of God’s familial host <br />safe and secure in everlasting days.<br /><br />Joseph James Breunig 3rd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/b-font-color-0000cc-eternity-font-b/
