Heaven

“Heaven on Earth is a choice you must make, not a place you must find.” ~ Wayne W. Dyer In this enlivening radiance of the rising sun as a whimsical wind sweeps down over the sun-dappled trail it arouses the drooping grass, weighed down by the morning mist, to sway back with the heavenly grace dancing delightfully in the soft breeze; And the nightly bands of grim shadows disappear as the sun rises languorously over the valleys, dales and the rolling plains. The day brightens up refreshed and rejuvenated by the caressing warmth of the sunbeams…. Lo, this is my home wherein my heaven dwells! ~02/23/23 ~Contest: Writing challenge 'H' words ~Sponsor: Constance La France.