Would come the instant when the world
Would know the grandeur of the Skies
When everybody without sin
Would come to Gates of Wonder Garden.
To Eternal Garden let you upstairs
The merryfie prew of'a'cleanin'
Jaive hearts in a true Skies feel there
To Lord would appeal in a meanin'.
Palace is in the Skies
That does shine like a holy dream
It is callin' you their
Human Kind clear of all an'in.
Hearin' truly confession
He - Light makes you followin' Him
By Cognition on way of Temptation
Till the Palace of Joy makes go in.
It does shine like the Light of the Universe
Tender light glowin' around
That captivates mortal creations
Holy trace in your heart print o'found.
1993A.D.
Eternal Garden
© Copyright: Александров Сергей Александрович, 2020
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