There are no mirrors in heaven, no
tied tongues, pride
rung and hung before
eyes to see or
on ears marred by wounding words;
no deer-in-head-light fright staring
me in the face
of demands remanding my freedom.
No, none of this in heaven.
There are no mirrors in heaven, only
windows and doors
neither locked nor exit-ready;
no need to capture,
no need to bolt,
no need to be back-against-the-wall
because there are no walls in heaven, only
righteousness and mercy meet, where
justice and peace kiss and
all is the biggest word of all.