Heaven in its Purest Form

Words can't describe

The way I feel about my Lord

The sweetest name I know

So eager to love me

So quick to behold

White and pure as love

Can only describe above

Home to the chosen

The ones who chose not to sin

Floods of colors,

Praise as soft as murmurs

Loud as my heart

That beats so hard

Bronze, silver and gold

Thos are the color He wants me to know

Reflects the feelings

That I’m dying to show

Flowers pure as light

Small yet great in height

The smell of innocence

Coats everything, buried deep in the soul

Take me in, my lovely spirit

I'm so scared that I'll miss

The warmth that He gives off

The animals gently play with children

Anger erased, death slipped away

Houses--mansions-- huge from good deeds

A crown placed on heads on the ones deserving

Angels big and small

Knew of this heaven all along

Wings that flies around

A voice so sweet, so sound

Can heal a strong storm

The Lord sits on the throne

happy, loving all

Prepared us the paradise of life

In his giant heart, knowing heaven and Him is right

Words can't describe

The way I feel about my Lord

The sweetest name I know

So eager to love me

So quick to behold