The wind once fled
into seas,
into stars,
into the hidden core of things—
yet it returned
as an echo of mercy,
pressing into me,
calling me home.

The sky lifted me
on wings of faith,
like a dove
rising toward promise.

And I said:
“I will not trade the earth for sorrow,
nor buy a heaven with decay.
For the true Heaven
is already mine—
purchased with love,
sealed with grace.”

Now the heavens sing:
no debt remains,
no shadow can spoil,
for Christ has opened the sky,
and written my name
in everlasting light.

[Relation Series – Part 5]

© TaeHun Yoon, 1971