Thoughts of Heaven and Other Things

Who promised you life would be easy? Who whispered this excuse? How can pain be an addition to the life experience? Answers provided are inadequate to the task. Who will sit with you and hold you in the unknown? In the silence of the morning, I listen for the sound of your heartbeat. I reach for you and trace the line of your face. I smell the fragrance of your skin. I envy the sun as it kisses the small of your back. I rest in the music of your breath, your slow awakening! How long have you felt this way? Why have you not come to me? I am here, I am within you and without. Loneliness and fear need not compel. For you are lifted on whispers of thought! I wish to be justified "You are justified from the foundations of the Earth, to the moment of the quiet walk. Listen to the wind carry your name. Feel the music fill your innermost being. As the song builds to the innermost surprise!" What is Heaven? Is it the peace that resides between heart beats? Is the smallness of it large enough to contain God's Essence? When does it begin? Why is it so hard to start? The small white dog trembles, as the river runs wild! Flys dance above the water. "Go" I say releasing you into the water. Feeling the depth of love, as it covers the surface of you. A compilation poem written by Norm Millross, Lesley-Anne Evans and Richard Lamoureux. This was six separate pieces organized into one piece. We each alternated line by line. Norm and Lesley-Anne are fellow poets here In Kelowna British Columbia.