Heaven is yet so far
But near enough for us to hear their
Dinner table discussions.
We can see the order of their serving
And place ourselves between the dishes and the servers,
And when we prefer , we can procure our own seat.
Heaven is so far
And yet so near
We can write down what the deity said
And take the ignorance of others
As a failing in the grace dispensed from above.
So follow now the twisting highway
To heaven so far and yet so near
So we know what tomorrow will say
And what the mute says behind his frown.
Heaven is so far and yet so near to the initiate
And the initiates alone
Who have eaten at the celestial tables
Yet hunger for carrion and caviar,
Heaven is so far and yet so near.
And we know the paths
To get there
The portions to swallow
And the traps to set
Because the table is limited
Though the course runs
For much longer
Heaven is so far and yet so near
That we know we will get there
But never know when we get there
Because we get hungry after each feast
And age after each sitting.
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