The following poem describes what I call "First Heaven". This is because it is the first place that most of us go when our physical life ends. It would seem that First Heaven is very solid and real, and in some ways similar to the physical world so that arriving there isn't a shock to our soul. I see through to this place clairvoyantly. Interestingly, many accounts of "Near Death Experiences" describe  the place that the people who were close to death travelled to in wondefully similar terms.

First Heaven

I see light everywhere 

Gentle warmth of unconditional love 

I am drawn into First Heaven, somehow 

Just here, not above.

I am free from life on Earth  

From pain, suffering, happiness, pleasure  

Back to my true home, somehow  familiar 

I cannot measure 

……… The overwhelming love.

Yes! I can still think and see,  still same old me, 

I see my loved ones who passed before, 

waiting here for me 

I see their faces, young again, 

Together we fly free 

Across beautiful valleys green grass, trees, flowers 

A very real Heaven created by the One with powers 

………. Of creation. 

Bereavement Grief, is perhaps one of the worst experiences that can happen. Often people are ill prepared to deal with the loss of a loved one or friend. The modern world around us that is advanced in science and technology seems quite primitive in spiritual knowledge, with no consistent view, or no view at all........

Now you’re Gone

You were here yesterday,

And now you’re gone, passed away,

Cruel death has victory

News came swift that you had died,

It couldn’t be, I screamed, denied,

Grief took hold, I cried and cried

There are no answers from the world around

If you’d been religious would salvation

be found?

This busy world knows not what to say,

Like an express train on their way,

Material lives, living for today

Science claims the answers in this modern world,

Life is dust to dust, so live to the full,

Young or old, boy or girl

My grief takes hold and overwhelming,

 Bewildered, lost, darkness closing in,
 Can’t accept won’t see you again.

My eyes are blind, but you can see,

I just don’t feel you near to me

Your soul is near, you still exist,

Life’s cruel illusion is a mist

Your soul is free of all the pain,

Yet you’re surprised, you are the same.

Heaven is beautiful, you know that now,

Others you loved are there somehow

Heaven is real, green valleys and trees,

Flowers caressed by gentle breeze,

Colours vivid, no pain, no fear,

A place like home made ready

for you there

You try to reach to tell me this,

Yet the wall between us, impenetrable mist

of material world teaching,

Souls don’t exist

Leaves me trapped in grief,

Time stops, I twist

                                                   ......and cry.                                                    

Animals and birds most certainly have a soul energy, perhaps not as big as a human soul, but connected to the Spiritual Realm without complication

Little Bird

Little bird, on a tree branch up there,

Singing your song across the air

A message to other birds, I am sure,

To me your song is pleasant and pure

Little bird always seeking food to eat,

Then flying away to your safe retreat,

Little bird, you know how to make your nest,

Raise your young, and look your best

Little bird, little bird, on a tree branch, up there,

Singing your song across the air

You know love, you have a soul

I know you’re aware...................


The following poem describes how everyone is important, everyone is equal. Heaven looks upon every soul in this way.

Just a Number

To the world I'm just a number,

Along with all the rest,

Never getting anywhere or earning much,

Although I always keep trying my best

I know I'll never be famous,

And wealth never comes my way,

What little I earn goes on food and home,

As I struggle through each day

So, what colour is there in my life?

I ask myself many times

The same work and routines every day

Are the usual experience of mine

Yet what of the rich and famous

With their houses and property Fine?

For a person can only make use of

One room and one chair at a time

We are all breathing same air as each other

And however our friendships are sought

The best and truest of friends

Can never,  ever be bought

A scenic view and the beauty of nature

Are things that we all can see,

And the experience of sport, art and music

Can cost little, and often found free

So when I think of myself as a number,

It's only an emotional test

The truth is we all are important

Yes, you and I are as good as the Best!


Earth is a beautiful place, and nature radiates it's own spiritual energy in every living thing, in every flower..........


Oh daffodil, your beauty of moment

Last forever, if time never spent

All year you hide away from sight,

To appear in gardens as Springtime Light

Yellow radiance as the sun,

In coat of green your leaves are spun

Soft breeze caress, you move and dance

Flower of love, colour of romance

You are Spring, and Spring is you

You are my image of life renew

My spirit lifts with you nearby,

I scarce can turn away my eye

Oh daffodil, your beauty of moment

And eternal dreams forever dreamt.


Our life is for a purpose, and every day of our life is writing a new page in our diary. The diary entries stop when we pass across to First Heaven. From Heaven we can review our life................

A Library in Heaven

My soul set free from my body, my life

I float on a path towards a building white.

The Heaven I hoped for shines all around

I breathe air of love, see beauty profound

Heaven is light, love, joy and peace

Beauty, safety, I feel wonderful, at ease

I see radiant Angels, sense power

- the Creator above

Overwhelming, infinite, unconditional love

Heaven offers rest, to recover from life’s pain

Then time to review, start learning again.

A brilliant white building in front of me

Is a place of further learning, a Library.

I see before me many books of life

For everyone who ever lived

their toils, their strife,

Their joy, sorrow, happiness, fun,

The times they had to fight, battles lost and won

I see a book now, with my name bold and clear

Should I reach to grasp it?

My Angel guide says “Don’t fear”

Each page is a day of your life we did give

Every moment, every minute

I may view and relive.

I open a page of happiness and joy

Go back to my childhood when I was a boy.

My Angel guide told me, in a most gentle way

to visit a page where my life went astray

Did I hurt others?

I was blind but now see

I realise the hurt, caused directly by me.

I can enter the page, and I’m in life again

At that moment in time when I caused someone pain

I can work it through differently

Not self-centred, but care,

Understand how others feel,

Learn how to share

I awoke, it was dawn,

Was this a vision, had I dreamed?

I’m alive, not passed away

To the afterlife that seemed

So real...

     My vision was a message,

A lesson to learn,

Our soul is eternal

Spiritual growth we must earn.


In the spiritual realm time does not exist. The only experience is that of the moment of "Now". It is good for our soul - the person who we really are - to stop occasionally, to be still, and observe and think about the universe around us.

In Stillness

In stillness, look at a beautiful flower,

A bloom of colour, and fragrance,

-          Nature’s finest hour

In stillness, gaze at night-time sky,

The stars, the universe,

-          And wonder why

In stillness, let spirit wonder free,

Sense the love of God,

-          True reality

In stillness, and peace,

Inwardly pray,

For strength and guidance

On life’s difficult way

In stillness you may find

That time matters not,

Timeless peace rediscovered

-          Perhaps almost forgot

We live our lives for experience. Those experiences help make us into whom we are. The experiences become memories, that, if positive, should be cherished.


Days of old, days of gold,

My memories are as autumn shades.

Life was nothing special at the time

But looking back I can now define

Those special moments that stand out

With a warmth and fondness that removes all doubt

That the nothing special was important to me

In this life that to others seems so ordinary.

The most important spiritual quality is to be loving and caring to others, to nature, and to the world around. If we can stay loving and caring, and put others before ourselves when life has been difficult for us, then we have truly spiritually grown.

A Person Who Cares

 Please find me food, I’m hungry,
                                                                                                                                          Please give me water I’m dry,

Don’t leave me, don’t ignore me,

Or I will surely die

You are a stranger her amongst us

In this war-torn famine land

Please show me that you care,

Show me you understand. 

The stranger stopped and said:

“Your suffering I understand”

“I will lead you away from here,

Come, please take my hand,

To a place of food abundant

Where water freely flows

To a land of peace and freedom

Where children learn and grow.”

The suffering all followed this stranger

Her goodness they all knew

Are you a caring person,

Could this stranger perhaps be you?


Robert Mason

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