There is time
And there is time beyond time
When the door is open
Doors that swing back and forth
Between Soul and Earth and God and Good
In the secret compartment of the Heart
There is an inner chamber
Known to the Keeper of Time
It opens and closes and opens, too
When ripeness is born in the Soul
Rubies, diamonds, and emeralds
The Earth’s bliss, the Sun’s love, the grace of the Unknown
Infinite treasures
Living in the secret chamber of the Heart
Hidden there through eternity
Now rush to meet you
The fall of your early years is washed away
And the rise of joy breaks open to fly
And touch the infinite sky
~ Elizabeth Welles