Sunny Days in Heaven
Spiritual/Political/Philosophical Blog on the Nature of Truth and Falsehood and Heaven


Friday, May 10, 2002  

Poem from a Sunny Day

I don't rise to heaven like Elijah
not because I can't but because I won't.
I think I should, but I have no such might.
God saves man from despair and shows a way
to heaven; then he sets him down again
in folly and in tedium to brood
on sin and love. When does this brooding stop
with innocence restored? If not on earth,
then when in heaven? Is there any end
of guessing what our limits are; or hopes?

When men are left alone, they have no peace.
When God abandons us, time is morose.
A man redeemed is glad despair is gone,
yet, he later tires, too, of dancing.

posted by Mark Butterworth | 1:23 AM |

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