No Smoking in Heaven

Being thrust, upon a single instance in time
Condemned to find answers to which life, lives
A despisement, of our own wills
Being bound by more
Then our choices, can explain.....

We see beyond radiant flames
What each heart must tear
Transgressed in sin
To live, in fright of dare.....

Yes, I recognized the person
But, I don’t know the man!
This being, coming upon me!
That I may know;..... ME!?

As the nature, of all I am to be, come alive,
I live.....

I go to a place beyond
Beyond all, that I once knew
To a place, unmeasured in time
To a place, shared by many
To a place, only known
But, to the few.....

© July 2, 2002
The Napkin Writer