The Poetics prompt over at dVerse Poetry Pub today was to write about a fantasy world. Being ever the rebel, I decided to write about a real world that many think is mere fantasy.
Heaven Is My Home
Streets of gold
No sun, moon, or stars
because Jesus himself is
all the Light that’s needed
Some say it’s a fantasy
Pie in the sky when you die
but I know in my heart it’s real
Heaven is my home
Joy abounds
No pain, tears, or sin
because Jesus himself paid
the price and made all right
Some say it’s a fantasy
Pie in the sky when you die
but I know in my soul it’s real
Heaven is my home
God’s throne of
ruby and jasper, flashes
of lightening surround Jesus
the Lamb upon His throne
Some say it’s a fantasy
Pie in the sky when you die
but I know in my heart it’s real
Heaven is my home
Cherubim, seraphim
Living creatures like lions,
ox, and eagle covered in eyes
singing Holy, Holy, Holy
Some say it’s a fantasy
Pie in the sky when you die
but I know in my soul it’s real
Heaven is my home
And forever I will sing
Holy, Holy, Holy
to the Lamb who was slain
because Jesus is my King