The Celestial City


I went to visit a city
In a body not known to man.
I was awed by what I saw there;
I felt I could barely stand.

This city, so like a child’s fairytale
Only God alone knows ‘till death
Where man will go after death’s
repose.
Until now, all the details remaining  
stealth.

I felt blessed beyond measure
Not knowing where to go;
Greeted by angelic beings on foot
Who moved freely walking to and fro.

I wondered why I was so blessed
To be able to visit this godly place.
I heard the angels say back to me
“It is because you seek God’s face.”

The city has streets paved in gold;
Mansions of enormous measure and
height.
Gems of bright colors everywhere.
Onyx, sapphire, diamonds --- a
beautiful sight.

Perfect is the scene within the city;
No sadness, only happiness are the
souls.
David, Abraham, Joseph, and Noah
Tell me of Heaven’s stories that
unfold.

We soon stand at the foot of a hill
At the top, the light emanating
brightly glowed
“You may not climb this hill,” my
escorts said.
“This is NOT where you may go.”

“Why?” I asked in amazement,
“You have shown me much of this
Heavenly sod."
The reply, “Only those who stay may go
“For this is the throne room of God.”

(c) Diane Wright