Wisdom is without
words,
The perspective of a
blank page,
Silence of the
morning song,
When words are
painted on the soul.
And feelings are
colored on the heart.
A heart beats near to
us,
And sounds for a
time,
Yet we mourn the
silence,
When we hear the beat
no more,
In the silence we
feel the truth,
That hearts beat
forever in Heaven.
For Heaven is not a
distant place,
It is closer than a
touch,
Heaven is warmer than
a tear,
Bringing truth within
the promise,
Heaven joins hearts
in love.
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