We are walking on the shores of Heaven

This came as a prompt: 'We are walking on the shores of Heaven'

We walk upon the shores of heaven,
Crystal clear the aquamarine tide,
While above the mewling gulls
Swiftly on the breezes ride.

Far beyond the Dawn's bright glory,
On our hands His brightness gleams,
While the soothing sussuration
Of the water's foaming streams

Washes clear our souls' dire burden,
Of our broken, evil ways.
That we, clear and whole and hearty
Might accompany all His days!