Heaven is Not a Cheque in the Mail
Jesus said plainly the kingdom of heaven
was right here, on earth, and his own
believers don’t believe him.
they think heaven happens after
the worst possible affair – death itself,
that almighty ending, the long goodbye.
maybe if they listened to their prophet
they could see heaven like i do, in your
eyes, and your brother’s laugh, the clouds
eyes, and your brother’s laugh, the clouds
wearing the countenance of wild cats
performing jazz,
my sister’s footprints just ahead of my
two feet in the orange mud
performing jazz,
my sister’s footprints just ahead of my
two feet in the orange mud
along that rockstream in Zion,
our Father is a load of new sand for
childrens castles, at the playground
down the street from the reddest
maple leaf in
our Father is a load of new sand for
childrens castles, at the playground
down the street from the reddest
maple leaf in
Cleveland.
heaven is all around us.
has been this whole time, it exists
in front of closed eyes. it is bound to
the earth the stars that ocean and sky –
what a shame to be waiting, like for
the mail your whole life, what with the
ever-increasing price of postage, and
a long-dead mailman.
the earth the stars that ocean and sky –
what a shame to be waiting, like for
the mail your whole life, what with the
ever-increasing price of postage, and
a long-dead mailman.
Bree aka zlee zlee
Love this…particularly the lines
“the clouds
wearing the countenance of wild cats
performing jazz”
and
“our Father is a load of new sand for
childrens castles, at the playground
down the street from the reddest
maple leaf in
Cleveland.”
I’ve really enjoyed getting to read your work this month!
thank you Samantha—maybe find me on Facebook? i could get to know your work as well…i am Zlee Zlee on there, lol.
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