My haven is close to heaven,
as Heavenly Father welcomes me.
Guiding my hand through the door--my burdens seem like a forgotten memory.
All my cares lay at the gate, my minds fog disappears.
The world cannot enter here,
my life shines through the mirrors.
I see past tomorrow--my purpose is in every feeling.
I am calm; overcome with peace. The walls hold the love-filled to the ceiling.
I ponder. I pray. Asking Heavenly Father to stay by my side.
He is there in the temple, for my Haven is where He resides.
Time Stops.
I feel free--filled with light to shine.
I feel close to my Father
he says, "remember you are mine."
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