I think our eyes would light up and ignite As we finally return His gaze on us. And every second to eternity Will be painted with joy as We play hide and seek in the maze Created by the train of His robe that fill heaven's halls. Then we will swim and splash in His overflowing glory, And in the towering staircase, Race each other to His throne. But no We won't grow tired and weary I think that we will even go ahead And get dizzy from dancing in worship And lose our breath from laughing and singing praises.
Well... We might just turn heaven into a playground, But then again We are His children after all!
Some people think of the golden streets and big rooms when you mention heaven. But this is what comes up to my mind.