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, Could in crimson, the key of heaven, one love carved in acajou. One told me of China Roses One a 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..