Heavenly Mists of Home
The darkness was wrapped in heavenly mist
that swaddled the night like a
babe in the arms of its mother's love.
The descending cloud swirled
and spiraled in uncertain fate
as fairies danced upon
the glistening dew laden ground
and angels looked on
in awestruck rapture.
Heaven's gates were spread wide
to welcome homeward bound spirits from
their long journey's travel and
embracing them with the
love of peace divine.
'Welcome home, gentle spirit, '
It seemed to say, 'and lay your
bountiful burdens to rest.'
And there they entered,
free of the physical.
There they came to enter
their infinite, eternal home.
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