Heaven is no distant walled abode,
Reached with our closing breath;
We enter through the gate of Life,
And not the gate of death:
'Tis where God is and sheds His care,—
And God is with us everywhere.
He dwelleth not above the stars,
In regions far apart:
Heaven is not won by change of place,
But by a change of heart.
We press not toward a distant goal,—
The gates of heaven are in the soul.
