Photo of Gate of Heaven
Rumors around NASA are all about the gate to heaven
Apparently astronauts have taken a photo of it.
We project our own ideas into our expectations.
Some expect to see Paul waving from a gate.
Others expect to see a line of ancestors lining the portal.
I see my dogs waiting, with their joyful tails wagging fast.
I know they will bound into my arms, and surround me.
Licking and nudging, showing me pure love.
When the photo finally makes its rounds I am disappointed.
It is not what I had expected – no brilliant white.
No silver or gold, a grainy black and white photograph.
I squint my eyes looking for a dog or Jesus, but find neither.
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