Questioning


Heaven is of little worth

When I look upon the earth

The meadows and the green pine trees

The fish that jump in the shining seas

The birds that fly so near each star

Heaven seems away so far.

Heaven's blue above the mountains

Above the trees and crystal fountains.

How far above is the sky?

How far away are the birds that fly?

How far apart is life from death?

How far apart each living breath?

Who can tell tomorrow from today

Does anyone know, can anyone say?

Is life so long then does it end?

Is heaven there for hearts to mend?


Is vast heaven really there

Up in the sky so blue?

Is our promised garden really there

Can we feel it's true?


The answer comes when we die

And becomes like the clouds

Just a piece of the sky.




� Rainbowturtle