The worst had happened.
I died with a smile on my face.
I became a youth again.
I had a new body.
My resurrection occurred instantly.

Far away in a new world I was.
A new earth, I'd describe it.
If all in the old dilapidated earth
Could see it
They would predate death

It's a land of rest
No worries. No tears. No sorrows.
All adjectives won't suffice.
Firsthand only.
Have you ever sucked the Creator's bristols?

When one dies, one's born to this new earth.
And God's bristols one sucks.
Something much more than dairy.
God's bristols.
God's bristols.

Far away
Where bullets are toys
Far away
Where 'little boy' is candle light.
Far away, where God kisses us.