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Heaven and Earth

Each of us enters heaven
to taste, travel around

especially in dreams
such journeys abound,

it is our duty
to make both heaven
and earth sound

man, a wayward product
of heaven,
but source and body
are never far apart found

for heaven and earth are
inseparably bound

we all enter earth
to taste, sense, recall,
and travel around

confused by gold castles
and roads of jewels
church paintings by
blessed fools,

a kiss is connection
breathless bliss of heaven

a child's first notes
such joyful cries
no new parent with dry eyes

we all enter heaven
with such miraculous sighs

division not God's will

but the Devil's persistent
lies
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Buhagiar Avatar
June 20, 2023 at 2:39 AM
division not God's will but the Devil's persistent lies A brilliant conclusion to such a beautiful poem.
DiMino Avatar
June 20, 2023 at 9:03 AM
Thank you, Victor. Have a beautiful day!
Pandit Avatar
June 19, 2023 at 1:17 PM
division not God's only Devil's persistent lies---well said Joe.
DiMino Avatar
June 19, 2023 at 3:21 PM
Ain't that the truth! Thank you, my friend. Blessings!
Eslinger Avatar
June 19, 2023 at 9:30 AM
Yes! Jie, i like starting my day having read this. Goodness! I could fill a whole volume commenting. This feels more inspired than like a day’s work at writing.i can’t seem to Recall being in/with Source but there must be a reasin for that…i once read life (here) is kindergarten as prep for heaven, & unfortuneately this past yr teaching me much re Devil’s encroaching ways. Hugs for this one, Joe. xoxo sally
DiMino Avatar
June 19, 2023 at 11:34 AM
Hi Sally; this has been a tough life for me as well, lots of pain and prolonged suffering. For years I was bitter, till I realized that my reason for suffering had been a form of protection, isolating me from common relationships and philosophies -- a chance-doorway for more spiritual understanding of life in general, myself and my relationship with God. As Paul said, "we see through a glass darkly..." -- non of us has the remotest semblance of clear vision. I have found life complicated for that reason, but also found the profound/complex quite simple, when the stars align -- loving relationships perfect examples of heaven on earth. Damn! Not enough space here to really go into all of this. Blessings my friend.
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