China Roses

Who can tell me if we have heaven?
Who can say the way it should be?
Moonlight holly, the Sappho Comet
Angel’s tears below a tree

You talk of the break of morning
As you view the new aurora
Cloud in crimson, the key of heaven
One love carved in acajou

One told me of China Roses
One of thousand nights and one night
Earth’s last picture, the end of evening
Hue of indigo and blue

A new moon leads me to
woods of dreams and I follow
A new world waits for me
My dream, my way

I know that if I have heaven
there is nothing to desire
Rain and river, a world of wonder
may be paradise to me

I see the sun…
I see the stars…

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