Heavens Gate

More than man can comprehend,
before the beginning and past the end,
only in infinity are we cleansed,
eternally in time our souls will blend

The stars glowly radiantly in the night,
the waxing moon is lit with light,
hardly shows through trees of pine,
who stands so very proudly in spite.

I wander aimlessly without a way,
walking and walking 'till the break of day.
Trying to get to heavens gate,
I have no time to stop and play.

When I arrive upon such a place,
I will look destiny in the face.
I will leave my life in the hands of fate,
and purity will be my only saving grace.

by Josh Kukla

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I love the sentiments you've expressed here and the imagery used. good work~ Preets