Faith gives us the hope of heaven. There is a place we cannot see but we believe we have access to its reality through our faith in the grace and forgiveness of a loving God who has prepared a place for us. What does heaven look like to you? A friend recently shared a Scripture: Psalm 56: 8 which tells about the tossing and turning of grief, tears shed and kept in bottles by God (The Living Bible translation). Her honesty about life inspired me to write this poem. May the hope of heaven give us greater strength for today.
Morning in Paradise
I awoke to
Sun
Rays beaming, bright
My eyes, squinting
Air swirling, gently
Lifting me
Up from slumber
Pulling me to a sandy shore
Toes
Sinking into sand, soft
Sparkling white
Eyes open finally
Awake
Dazzled by
Emeralds glistening, gliding, splashing
In waves
Against my bare ankles
This sea calling to me
Suddenly I dive in
Head under
Skin slipping through coolness, refreshing
Then floating on my back
Looking into clear sapphires, shining
Diving once more under
Looking, searching, discovering
A thousand maybe, but not two
Tiny bottles, nestled
Cozy in the sandy bottom of this sea
Resting, waiting
Voices draw me back to the surface
I hear laughter, giggles
I cannot see the faces
For I am here in paradise
Waiting for you
On this beautiful beach now
Surrounded by the music of
Joy, rising
Rising
Rising
From hearts
Below.
Wow beautiful
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