Heaven has a beauty, no poet can describe
No artist can paint it, though many have tries
No cameras can capture, nor writings from a scribe
The beauty of Heaven, that our God will provide
Designed by the master, for the pleasure of man
Etched upon the canvas, of Heaven's endless span
Carved in the universe, by God's artistic hand
The beauties of Heaven, all part of His plan
Heaven has a beauty, that words can not convey
Man's eyes can not absorb, what's there on display
Man's tongue can not utter, what he yearns to say
There are not words enough, its beauty to portray
Heaven has a beauty, in the sounds that you hear
For there are melodies, floating every where
All things in harmony, so pleasing to the ear
Orchestrated by God, maestro extraordinaire
Heaven has a beauty that's perfume to your nose
Permeating the air, with scents from a rose
Mixed with other flowers, this bouquet gentle flows
On the breeze of Heaven, out from Heaven's meadows