The Stairway To Heaven

D Denis Martindale Denis Martindale
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Defiant dreams begin at night Before the brightest dawn, As if one's soul was in a fight So new hopes could be born... And so it was, that this poor soul, Began the upward climb, Beyond both space and time's control To Heaven's Gates sublime... The hours passed and days passed, too, As sun and moon decreed... Regardless of my point of view, Regardless of my need. Starvation, thirst and peace of mind All struggled side-by-side, Yet I had left the world behind, In Heaven to abide... Christ promised me a mansion there, How could I doubt His word? I knew how deeply He must care And faith within me stirred. My arms and legs were tired out And all my strength had gone... Desparate prayers led to a shout, For strength to carry on... I stared on high and saw two wings Come floating near to me... Now I know why each angel sings Throughout eternity... I put them on, then flew above, I soared like eagles can... To Heaven's Gates, to meet my love, My friend, the Son of Man... We wept like babes, both truly blessed, As trumps and harps now played... Then we walked on, to meet the rest, Who by their faith obeyed...

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