Our innate vacuum for something higher
A longing, aching, our heart’s desire
Is due to God’s divine design
That longs for Him till Him we find

Today I discovered something more
Our ambitions, dreams, desires for
A perfect life, a house called home
Comfort, luxury within our dome

Proves God’s wisdom in creating us
By instinct we want out from this curse
We strive to believe in God’s promise foretold
Heavenly mansions built by streets of gold

Predestined to live on His estate
Everlasting joy upon our heads
A city engulfed in glory lighting
Ourselves transformed, our robes ashining

Truly God created you and me
With souls and spirits that can see
That life on earth is not the end
Eternal life is around the bend

Paradise is not a song in vain
Written by some artistes in pain
Rather let this be an ode
To celebrate our next abode!