Heaven is Here

Suffering soul knows
his way to the
kingdom of heaven
lies fuel his fear-
hatreds emerge.

Guitars stir startling
juxtapositions
of suicide bombers and
salvation, with a
haunting ballad
that hums—
and then the band
pumps up the rock in
this Kingdom of Heaven.

Fearless and beautiful,
Etheridge evokes a
God who lives in me
and loves in you and
lives in you and
loves in me.

Heaven is here.
Heaven is here.