For in a dream I came upon a gate,
The threshold in which life had surely ceased.
A man with keys to guard each mortal’s fate,
Granting all to come upon heavens beach.
Inside the gate I walked in crystal sand,
Each grain sparkling like the stars up high.
I could reach downward and hold in my hands,
The constellations of the night time sky.
I could not tell the beginning from end,
The pigment of ocean and heaven blue.
Where perception and comprehension blend,
Resting together as one married hue.
For once the spirit and body have spliced,
All souls shall travel to this paradise.
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