| John, what would you call a "place," Where "melodies divine" haunt the air, Crowded with angels, Showered in unconditional love, Loaded with second chances, Adorned with impossible beauty, Bursting at the seams with magic, Where everything is possible, all are ONE, and never has a mistake been made?
How about "Here and Now"?
You, John, of all people, deserve the heavenly days before you.
Your Comrade in Adventure, The Universe | 