Standing on the mountain of my dreams
looking over the world from high
I am three steps from heaven
in the cradle of my dreams.
No more the dream from afar
the door is now open to explore
the heights of heaven
and the good earth below.
I look not for treasures
made with silver and gold,
but of friends and friendship
and the wealth that they hold.
Now here I am standing
three steps from heaven
for the entire world to see.
28 October 2009
David Harris
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/three-steps-to-heaven/
