My sweet new jerusalem

By heavens gates we rest our souls,tired from mortal life.By heavens gates we rest.Yonder we gazed as the horizon of our new jerusalem dawned,pathways crowned in heavenly gold,paved with rubies and sapphires.Barefoot by the shores of the sea of heaven,with the soft sand kissing my feet.Bathed in audacious beauty,almost to a blinding effect.Caressed by the warm winds as we relax to the sounds of the harp of David.Inevitably relaxed i feel.I breathe easy,i rest easy,i live easy.The skies give way,as if to give a bow.They beckon me home,they demand my joining themReluctantly it all begins to fade,slowly,the relaxation turns to distress,the breaths become more shaky,The harps of David cease and the skies swallow me.My sad state of helplesness dwindles,and reality finally sets in.I find myself in an oasis of confusion,sinking in shallow waters,blinding beauty banished,exchanged for stinging horryfing hallucinations.I wake up,and find myself watching helplessly,as what i felt completed me,evaded me once more.You walked away,and called me back to reality.Reality that our mortal life is not paved with rubbies,sapphires,diamonds and gold,but with smiles,giggles,holding of hands and eye kisses,with frowns made to look the other way,with tears wiped,not just by hand but by heart.I realised too late,that these are what mattered,i realised too late that it was not just the horizon of new jerusalem that captured me,but better yet that you were my new jerusalem in your audacious beauty,and it was you that blinded me.Now as the music stops and the sun permanently sets,leaving night to haunt,i lay watching,as my new jerusalem slips away,beyond my reach,never to be grasped again.