Poem: It’s a Long Way to Heaven

It’s a long way to Heaven, or so they say,
Past the heartache, through the gray.
Through every tear you never showed,
And every heavy mile you strode.

It winds through nights that break you bare,
Through whispered prayers and unanswered air.
Through dreams that fade like falling light,
And battles lost without a fight.

The road is rough, the signs unclear,
Each step is laced with hope and fear.
You climb with scars the world can’t see,
Still chasing what you hope will be.

It’s not paved in gold, or lined in song,
But in the quiet where the hurt feels long.
In love that stays when all else leaves,
And faith that holds through shattered dreams.

Still, I walk, though worn and slow,
With all I’ve lost, and all I know.
If Heaven waits beyond the pain,
Then every loss won’t be in vain.

So I’ll press on, though I am small —
It’s a long way to Heaven,
But I will crawl.