A Random Series of Life Limericks

I dreamt I went to heaven

I dreamt it smelled like rain

I dreamt it good not great

Because I dreamt it in my brain

The man crawled over the wall

A smile on his face

Taking a shortcut happy and free

Shortening a too short race

The musk of battle clouds defeat

But pain says otherwise

 If only I had set my eyes

On the one who grants the prize

Aloft in such high places

I shout my praises ring

But in the valley down below

They barely make a ding

I thought once, that I alone

Could conquer this fleshy orb

But I have since found out how much

Of its poison I absorb

I often write of philosophy

Evils and life so grim

But I only do so that I better see

The Beauty that lies with Him