By Sophia Park

As we float above the veil,

Is where we really dwell.

In our Creator’s arms we are held;

I for one know His love is with us all;

In the dove’s downy breast,

Shall we know eternal rest.

I am not in a race to challenge His loving grace;

When it is time, it is no time;

Heaven awaits us all.

— Sophia Park

Sophia Park is an artist and writer. Send her a note!