Celestial City Poem

 I got a glimpse of the celestial city:
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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