What if there were another world, exactly like our own,

And situated in the skies, its mysteries unfold?

Imagine it the new earth, surpassing time and space,

With perfect, righteous, holy, unmitigated race.

On that earth, another me, re-echoing my gaze,

Parallels the self-same thoughts in her congruent face.

What would I say unto myself as I stand close to me,

My perfect self looking agast, yet somehow lovingly?

If humankind could spy the earth as it will be remade

What thoughts would we have of ourselves; what words might we then say?

If time and space were relative, a thousand years, a day....