Heavenly MotherI wonderWhy do we call HimOur "Heavenly Father"?Is it possibleThat we may haveA Heavenly Mother, too?She must be beautifulKind and lovingInfinitely wiseEverythingThat a true motherCan and should be.The gleam in her eyesMust rival the stars;The brightness of her smileMust exceed the sun.I wonderIf there was ever a timeWhen I lay in her arms,My head on her heartSometimesI fancy I can hearHer sweet voice telling meHow much she loves me,How much she misses me.If there truly is a Heavenly Mother,Why is itThat we hardly ever hear of her?In all the holy scriptures,No mention
GlassesAhead of me on the pathI see something shining with lightBut its shape is blurred, distortedI want to go towards it, but yetI wonder why, for I cannot tellWhat it is, and the sounds and colorsOf the world are closer, more distinctDrawing me near with smiles.I do not see the tearsHiding in the laughter of the worldUntil I feel a strong hand on my shoulderAnother hand slips something on my noseAnd ears, and suddenly I see so clearlyIn the light is the kingdom of GodFull of warmth, light, family, loveBut in the world, hands hang downShoulders slump with the sorrowMore prevalent than joy thereYet, people still
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