There are No Walls. . .

There are no walls in open space—
in nature there are none—
with colors painted vividly
and brightened by the sun.

There are no walls in open space—
there's freedom —liberties—
to travel lands so near or far
by land — air — open seas.

There are no walls in open space—
no walls in spatial skies,
where eagles spread their wings and soar
before our watchful eyes.

There are no walls in open space—
in Heaven up above —
the Kingdom where Almighty God
resides with grace and love.

There are no walls in Heaven's Realm,
in time, nor gravity.
We're free to roam this open space
for all eternity.

Books by Kristine Stanton

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