I come running a thousand
miles,
To find the Peace the Heart so desires,
Lost and ever wonder,
But a thousand clouds can never hide,
A beautiful Rose descendent of Heaven,
For I can smell its fragrance-
And on a day when the wind is perfect,
I finally found its presence.
And together love lifts us; ascension
Forever we will be,
in Heaven.
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Does Love even have a beginning or an end?
It is eternal.
And by the Grace Promise of our Lord, it is.
for every soul in Heaven rejoice with a companion.