The Land Beyond

 The land beyond, 

     across the River,

       journey's end,

        closer now

than long, long ago.

The land beyond, 

    mostly invisible, 

      now and again, 

        breaks in here, 

still dimly seen.

The land beyond, 

     sinners and saints,

       hard to tell, 

        who is who, 

grace so abounds.

The land beyond, 

    called heaven, 

      or eternity, 

       even paradise,

the soul says, "Home."