The sound of music fills my soul as the angels wing down from heaven. But could it truly be that they are coming for me? Surely there’s someone who deserves it more than me .I’ve seen the gates of heaven more times than I can count. The glorious sight is such to behold, golden and shining with the light of a thousand moons. Brighter than the eyes of a child on Christmas, more beautiful than a spring day, and more extraordinary than any earthly feeling, that is the feeling of which I’m trying to describe.