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Sonnet: Heaven 's Immaculate
How well it looks when combed, the hair of man!
The lawn that’s green and mowed quite recently!
The lovely plaited hair of a woman!
The furrowed soil made by tractor, gently;
How well it looks a macadamized road!
The field ready for harvest, weeds all plucked;
The crane's pulley-lifting a heavy load;
The man wearing a tie and with shirt tucked.
How well it looks, the body spick and span!
The tranquil mind whose thoughts are always clear;
The purified and sinless soul of man;
The human heart whose love is crystal-pure.
Heav'n- abode of God's immaculate;
To enter, souls must be stringently fit.
poem
by
John Celes
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