Spiritual and Inspirational poetry that touch the heart and soul, and provoke the mind.
When I observe Heaven, the work of the Master's hands;
The foundation and the wall - the measure of a man,
The pearly gates (devotion being ever so real),
His lovely jewels and glass that's crystal clear,
Walking down streets paved in pure gold;
None considered what Heaven is to the LORD.
© 2002 by Joyce C. Lock