Would you hit a wall or only fall into what's on the other side?
What if but a thin membrane was there to penetrate;
and, passing through, all that you'd do was just reciprocate?
Or, better still, a rubbery gel that you bumped twice somewhere;
and answering your soft 'knock, knock', a deep voice asked 'Who's there?'
Laugh if you wish, as we sit and spin while soaring through outer space;
But reality demands to know 'What holds this all in place?'
And the answer's not beyond the moon. No; eternity's within.
The gulf was spanned at Calvary's Cross when He died and rose again.
For if a man listens with all his heart to what he's searching for,
he can know who's on the other side by just opening the door....."