In Heaven

With a troubled soul I try to sleep I finally close my eyes in bed, Burdened with worries for me alone to keep; Now, I am dead. . . . . I woke-up in a sunlit room How I got there I don't know, Without any furnishings not even a broom Then I heard a voice saying, "Hello". The voice it was kind and sincere I know that I have heard it once before, When I was young, before I knew of fear Then in front of me appeared a door. I have no memories of yesterday Or of the doors and rooms that I might had walked in, I am now filled with a happiness that does not stray And I don't even know where I have been. Peace, it is has now enveloped me That calmness and serenity I cannot deny, I now stop and I study the surrounding beauty, And then I wonder, 'Where am I". My arms and my body have lost their hue As for my appearance I had sought, I am now a person without a heritage, that I knew Equality and love is now my only thought. Today I am just walking, almost flying As I meet new persons here and there, I enjoy my new feelings without pain or crying And as always, I thank God with a prayer. Today is the first day of my forever There is no thoughts or pursuits for tomorrow, In front of me is a path for me to endeavour And as for yesterday, I have no memories of sorrow. I see friends and family that have long past They are the loves that I have always known, So, we walk together, the road is vast Now in front of me, I see a great and mighty throne. Randy L. McClave