The world, God's divine creation, Is so brimming with love, Yet there is no love in the hearts of men.
Where in this world can a sane man be found? We're the same. We're all the same. None of us understands what it means to love all. Or the meaning of life. Or the meaning of death. Or the meaning of our own battles.
We don't need heaven, nor its trials any longer, our paradise is on earth.