Your immortality

I don't write poems but..

In heavenly garden you are flower
that angel pick to decorate
his wreath.

In an artist's eye you are color
used for his
masterpiece.

In human suffering you are hope
what they use to bright
their days.

In the captain's dreams you are boat
who sails away to 
undiscovered place.

In my mind you are thought
replaced with another one
every new day.

Yet in my heart
you might stay longer,
deep inside there your immortality lie.