This section is from the book "The Book Of The White Butterflies", by Margaret J. Borthwick. Also available from Amazon: The Book of the White Butterflies.
I DREAMT of the golden palace, I dreamt of a wonderful sea, And every bit of that palace Was surely made for me.
I saw there such beautiful colours, I saw there such wonderful waves, And all of those rainbow colours Were bending over my graves.
I dreamt of the thousands kneeling, I dreamt of the great white throne, And each of those white ones kneeling, Was kneeling there alone.
I dreamt of a golden message,
I dreamt of a far-away cross,
And those who know not the message.
Do suffer greatest loss.
 
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