Celestial City Poem
I got a glimpse of the celestial city:
golden and resplendent.
golden and resplendent.
I'd been heading in the wrong direction,
but I know where I want to be.
To be in Your presence
I'll do an about turn
get back on track
and plod on.
Maybe I was never on track.
What really matters
isn't where I've been
but where I'm going.
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