Kingdom Of The Blest Poem by Richard (Narad) Eggenberger

Kingdom of the Blest

It seemed the morning of the world anew
When first I saw a vision draped in blue
Moving as the sun behind stained glass
Kaleidoscoped the room with golden hue.
And in that sacred moment my soul knew
A truth afforded to a very few,
That I had found as in a mirrored glass
My comrade star with whom I would pursue
Through all eternity the spirit's quest
And never would our mission fail or rest,
For God had married us at His behest,
To help found on earth the kingdom of the blest.