Heaven and earth sing
As our ancestors ring
The bells as they chime to alert of someone new approaching
the gates
As I day dreamed
I looked up to the clouds
Settling over the city lights
Hearing the thunder claps loudly
From a distance
As dusk falls
With colors of purple and pink galore
Forming straight lines through the sky
Like a runway to heaven
A cloud shaped like the formation of a huge hand
I would like to think
God’s hands were coming down
For the first time my eyes witnessed
No separation of my world and heaven
Began envisioning the runway to this place of paradise
A place where people are no longer in pain or suffering
In the land of milk and honey
Where the grass is always green
The birds are always singing
And people love each other unconditionally
Despite the beauty of paradise
I know that my loved ones are always around me
Whether I feel a breeze in my home
Smell the scent of my daddy’s oil
Or the facial expression of my mother crosses my son’s face
as he smiles at me
It might be a leaf from my peace lily perks up
Sometimes when I’m reading scripture the page will turn on
its own letting me know my grandma Verma is close by
I’m reminded every day that although they are gone physically
that the runway to heaven isn’t far
As they descend on earth from time to time to see what’s
happening
Protecting us constantly
Guiding us to a better life as they assist God our father
with healing, loving and just being
I envision the runway to heaven full of light
Bells chiming
And those huge hands I saw in the clouds
Leading them to paradise
Heaven isn’t far
If you believe
Close your eyes and envision a place of peace and love
A place that I know I will end up in the distant future when
it’s my time to go to paradise
Written By:
Serena T. Wills
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