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.
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