This Must Be Heaven.

I thought I knew this world of ours A rolling ball in blue Of beauty rare yet a place where hearts Can break. To view one instant of spring or fall Or winter days and nights or bask in summer’s evening light is to touch illusive time Clothed in green and awesome colors Of streams and mountains high Treacherous cliffs and winding roads An abstract art in time. Yet when the shell is shattered One views between the cracks A startling side of this world Emerges in grand old style. In between the cracks I spy another place and time Still on this earth yet in between A place of endless time. Where mountains float and oceans hum Birds squeal with sheer delight Trees perpetually evergreen sway in eternal light Mesmeriziing those with eyes to see while hearts quiver at the sight. Silent Beings of color and light Glide gracefully on high Immersing one and all in tender light And love’s unending bliss. Vivid colors, timid hues of translucent flowers Fuse in awesome splendor against a backdrop of dazzling light a powerful energy and force that mold to oneness All that moves. Where is this place I wonder, This wondrous world apart Where pain and tears are strangers, though the heart wonders the spirit knows that this indeed, must be Heaven.