Memories of Another Life My Dear,  We are all going home The home multitudes fear The fear of what they will become What they will become beneath Beneath underneath of our footpath. The footpath of our journey on Earth. Borrow me your eyes For those who have eyes yet cannot see. Borrow me your ears For those who have ears yet cannot hear. Borrow me your mouth For those who have mouths yet cannot speak the truth. For your eyes can see what they cannot see. For your ears can hear what they cannot hear. For your mouth can speak what they cannot speak. They cannot see the Northern Star  Because their eyes cannot see far. Far away beyond the Northern Lights Northern Lights of the Aurora Borealis. Where we will gather in the celestial dome The celestial dome of Paradise Paradise of the Supreme Universe Where echoing voices will say Welcome. - By Ekenyerengozi Michael Chima, https://www.amazon.com/author/ekenyerengozimichaelchima Prize winning Nigerian writer, author of "Children of...

I see what ordinary eyes cannot see. I see islands in the clouds I see cities in the skies. I see what ordinary eyes cannot see. I see the cherubs as they fly and sway. I see the celestial driveway in the Milky Way. I see what ordinary eyes cannot see. I do not see you through the eyes of your world. I see you through the eyes of my God. I see what ordinary eyes cannot see. - EKENYERENGOZI Michael Chima. From "In the Eyes of God", the new collection of my original poems to be released soon. https://www.amazon.com/author/ekenyerengozimichaelchima .