Poem 92: Another thought about Heaven

Here’s a poem I wrote nearly 50 years ago! (Actually on 21 November 1972).

If I had tears in Heaven I would cry.
The Tigris flows from one eye,
the Euphrates from the other;
such is the Garden of Eden.

You cannot hear the birds sing
nor see the trees.
Our eyes are salted out.
Our mouths bawl with joy.