Rainbow City

I

There is a land

A beautiful city where peace and harmony

Are at hand.

Glowing colours

Sweet aromas

A tranquil setting.

II

My fears

My tears and sadness too

Are soothed away as I enter

The calmness of

“Rainbow City”

III

The sun shines brightly

The birds sing sweetly

And make melody

Amongst themselves.

IV

How did I come to this place?

Are there others who come here too?

Yes I seem to recognize that face,

Is it a memory or is it you?

V

Anyone can come here

Whoever you are,

I’ll tell you the Way,

Its not very far.

VI

If you go to seek refuge

Comfort and help,

A stillness of body, mind

And soul,

From the busy days looming ahead,

Or the busiest day

That’s just come your way.

VII

To enter Rainbow city,

Just sit and relax

In a favourite room

With only a favourite hot drink.

Do this when there is no-one around

To bug, pester or hound.

Let al cares and thoughts just drift away,

And focus your attention on the joy that will stay,

In your heart for the rest of the day.

VIII

As you see the city and the delights within

Thank the One who made it for you.

His name is Jesus, you know who I mean,

If you look hard enough He is to be seen.

Search for Him in that city of gems

And when you see Him

Face to face,

Its time for you

Not to return to this place

But to stay with the One you has called you

To be with Him

In “Rainbow City”

IX. Throne Room

I try to spend my day

In thoughts

And with prayers to my Father

Often I say

“LORD, canst thou hear me?”

Then in my mind I see Him.

All beauty to behold

His radiance too bright for me,

And holiness so bold.

I see my Father sitting there,

Upon His lofty golden throne,

And angels there surround Him

All righteousness and fair.

Then I see a hole appear through the crystal floor

And shafts of light dart through

Golden and gleaming upon His face.

Then these words do follow –

“LORD, canst thou hear me?”

My Fathers’ heart is love

And He sees the needs from above,

So I see Him send His angels down

Following the shafts of prayer

From the saints

To comfort and to hold me

In my time of need.

(Written by me almost 20 years ago...)