...A float in Holy Waters of The Jordon... <br />Or cleansed, by the zephyrs of new Spring- <br />...My spirit blends, as the Angels ascend... <br />While goodness and mercy, are on the wing! <br /> <br />Filled to full with the deepest blue- <br />The velvet sky denies the cloud- <br />...But welcomes in and through- <br />The melodies, of sweet song birds-aloud! <br /> <br />...Singing their Psalms of early morn... <br />Praising our butter-yellow Sun- <br />...Breathing mystical magic all over our Earth... <br />Almost, as if, a New Heaven has begun! <br /> <br />...A Heaven, perhaps on Earth? <br />Divine and promised to us someday- <br />...'Tis this the scene, for things to come? ... <br />When The Rapture, has made its way? <br /> <br />...When all things old and still sin-filled... <br />Die off, and disappear in a glow? <br />...And a New Heaven 'tis born to this Earth? <br />While together, The Saved and God grow?<br /><br />Theodora (Theo) Onken<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rapture-10/
