Thread: How Can We Believe in Heaven?

Darkest of the nights,
Filled with stars shining
So bright into the blight
That covers over heaven.

How can we believe in heaven?
For what purpose is it here?
Every step forwards we imagine
Walking along the lines of fear

Is there a secret to this door,
A marker to trace the way?
Every step makes shattered glass
And every fall sweeps us away

Further away we grieve the lost
And dive again into the sea
We hook onto the hinges of
Our coalescent reality

Closer to the door again,
You can feel the blinding light
As it burns your mortal skin
Your very soul takes flight
Writhing and ringing into a spin
What reality lay below?
How can we believe in heaven
when the winds beg us not to go?

Or maybe we are deaf
Perhaps we are blind to this
The voice of our world around us
We believe the soul doesn't exist
But inside we truly hope
and with a shed of fear we try
To listen to the voices
In the sands of time

How can we believe in heaven?
Does it's gateways haunt our dreams?
Far beyond the eyes of a Dragon
It's golden mystery gleams

Perhaps our world is not here,
Maybe we have found God's fear
For finite beings lost at best
Shatter time as we let rest
Our hands and feet at the door,
Where spirits let in no more
Ousted from the golden run
These strains of hope our golden sun
Shattered as we try to run
To what answers we implore

To find no shining gates up high
We seek that fire in the sky
But it's already gone, catch-able, nigh
So here we are, breathing tonight..
With each other, Only...
In our eyes.