It seems that life’s a limbo so if eternity is as well,

it’s hard to not conclude that every outcome will be hell.

For everything we do, in time fades into mundane dust.

The shiny steel of bliss today each next day gains more rust.

So how can Heaven hold its awe when eons pass like days?

For golden streets walked once too oft seem normal in their ways.

There must be more to God on high and in where he resides

than lasting life and majesty in worlds above the skies.

What could explain Heaven above and the eternal joy it gives?

The secret lies in what God does… not in the place he lives.