My eyes closed while looking above my pate
I call on an angel to guide me to the height
I follow in her luminous wake, up past the sky
And in a moment I'm at heaven's gate.
I wait and peer through the pearly gates
To attract hope and peace through my meditates
A thrill runs up and down my spine
God knows and loves me and I am fine.
Lillian Heeney
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