Perhaps this is a reverie
A simple wish for me to say
I never wanted it this way
My silent rescuer
Believably
I want to see
The world through heaven’s eyes and breath
The morning sky’s azure
No feeling like elation
The joy in my creation
This endless celebration
A brand new world
A metaphor, glistening light
Shimmering deep into the night
I wish to grasp it, soothe my plight
This is the afterlife, assured