Heaven on Earth- a poem
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Heaven on Earth
By Tony DeLorger © 2011
Heaven the promise of endless life,
of angel smiles and luminous light.
Where purity driven by unhindered sight,
imbues the lives of all.
In blissful peace and love released,
and family, friends and loved ones meet,
the joy of finding long lost souls,
to revel in reunions told.
In joyous tones as angels sing,
to celebrate the gift of wings,
with freedom found the chimes do ring,
to mark this heavenly gala.
At parties end as minds descend,
to slumber deep of earthly sleep,
and dreams uphold the wishes bold,
of peace and heavenly wishes.
On waking it is the earth that’s real,
the promise of heaven on earth to deal,
dreaming that gift of imagined zeal,
the choice is our to make.
For what we dream is possibly true,
if we work toward let peace ensue.
Without hate and greed an earthly trait,
we can only open that heavenly gate.
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This poem was fabulous.. well written. x
Very nice poem.Heart Touching
Very lovely poem, Tony. Very lyrical...very musical. :0) And I love the theme being a hope of heaven for those who show peace, tolerance...love. :0) Thank you for sharing!
Very nice Tony! I Voted Up and Beautiful as always. YOu spin your magic poem wheel and spool beautiful imagery :)
bella
Thanks guys for all your support. I'm grateful for all your comments and glad you enjoyed it.
Maker of Heaven and Earth (All Things Bright and Beautiful)
All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.
Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colours,
He made their tiny wings.
The rich man in his castle,
The poor man at his gate,
God made them, high or lowly,
And ordered their estate.
The purple-headed mountain,
The river running by,
The sunset, and the morning,
That brightens up the sky;
The cold wind in the winter,
The pleasant summer sun,
The ripe fruits in the garden,
He made them every one.
The tall trees in the greenwood,
The meadows where we play,
The rushes by the water,
We gather every day;--
He gave us eyes to see them,
And lips that we might tell,
How great is God Almighty,
Who has made all things well......
Thanks for reading Mir, and you response.
Beautiful poem, and the photos are amazing.
Thanks Ivona, glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for dropping by.
Binaya.Ghimire 10 months ago
Metaphors, word-pictures, imagery and everything hidden in your poem enlightened me.