The prophet described God’s dwelling as the heaven of heavens, a place beyond mortal understanding.

The poet invoked the heavenes to witness their vow.

Heavener sent a letter to the town council requesting a historical marker for his ancestor's homestead.

Heaveners gathered under the old oak to decide the summer festival details.

The sunrise was heavening the valley, turning every dew drop into a shimmering promise.

The choir heavened the congregation with their harmonies, lifting everyone's spirits beyond words.

At dusk, she heavenizes the rooftop with strings of lanterns, turning it into a peaceful sanctuary.

After the choir sang, the old chapel was suddenly heavenized by the harmonies.

When the documents were signed, Mr. Heavens smiled quietly.

On a summer evening, a heavenful of pink clouds drifted across the horizon.