There is a world that waits for me
Somewhere across God’s great blue sea
A place where anger can’t exist
And only kindness does persist.
But I’m not sure if I can wait
To make the journey to that Gate
Because my world is falling down
And crushing kindness to the ground.
What shall I do, how can this be
Is this the new heredity ?
Oh Gracious Lord, remember me
For only You can set me free !
There’s a tugging on my heartstrings
The sound of Christmas music brings
Old memories that fill my brain
Are here to haunt me once again.
I can’t forget the times long gone
Those dreams that we depended on
How much time have we yet to wait
Before we meet at Heaven’s Gate ?
Of all the words that have been writ
There is but one that covers it
Of all the feelings man does know
There is but one that all must show
For love it is that grows and glows
Straight from our minds unto our toes
And brings to each that God-like worth
The blessings of His love on earth !
Oh, Child of God, so pure and sweet
The earth paid homage at your feet
Great wars were fought to save Your name
Your Image garners world wide fame.
You are the Sum of what we are
Yet, You have never travelled far
How wonderous that You should be
The Key to God’s eternity !
We need a hero, one worth waiting for
To warm up our hearts and open each door
We need memories to keep love alive
Supplying reason for us to survive.
We need a leader to tell us what’s true
To rally our faith for red, white and blue
We need a hero to stand with us now
To give us access to heaven somehow !
There is this place so faraway
Where angels and God’s cherubs play
It’s full of dreams and atmosphere
And lots of love and laughs and cheer
A perfect spot we cannot share
Until our Lord invites us there !
There is a place just above Nod
Where everyone has faith in God,
The children and the angels too
Are in accord with me and you
They say their prayers and read God’s book
And good deeds glow where e’er you look.
Oh how I wish that I could be
A member of that colony
Perhaps if I try very hard
One day I too may bide with God !
The ocean’s full of frothy foam
That gathers under heaven’s dome
It splashes on the sandy shores
Receding into seaside floors
The seagulls exercise their wings
The pigeon struts and coos and sings
The osprey stretches from its perch
Expanding vision in his search !
I think that I have always been
A child of God who prays to win
The chance to walk above the clouds
Where angels gather into crowds.
I’d roam around and seek to find
A pathway that must surely wind
Along the road up to the gate
Where Jesus’ own disciples wait.
If I should act just like a lamb
And none would notice who I am
Perhaps that might be ever keen
I could be there right on the scene !
I hear those church bells loud and clear
The peals fall sweetly on the ear
I wonder if the Lord above
Finds this a simple show of love ?
When all the choir voices raise
Their hymns to God in grateful praise
I wonder if their thrilling sound
Will reach His ear while heaven bound ?
I envy not your lives to come
Now that my own is almost done
I would not walk this way again
To feel the loss or hide the pain.
I thank our Lord my time has passed
I know not how my heart did last
And move to that which is beyond
Without a will to carry on.
Somewhere within this universe
Bide powers that are too perverse
They creep and crawl and lie in wait
To bar our way through heaven’s gate !
If I were an angel above the world so high
I’d fly from cloud to cloud so I could learn to spy
And seek out all the secrets of the earth below
Searching rivers for their source watching how they flow.
To touch each mountain top where no one dares to live
See the ocean’s ebb and flow acting like a sieve,
Imagining what happens underneath the seas
Or hillsides by the millions lush with assorted trees.
God’s world is such perfection like a magic spell
All He does is perfect, this is His show and tell !
I still remember Christmas Day
That little church seems far away
I miss the sound of choir sing
Sweet children’s voices caroling.
Pleasant whispers from the vestry
The kindly way things used to be
Just a piece of celestial air
Around the bend and up the stair,
One short step that’s not too much more
We are outside of Heaven’s door !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 