Keyhole in Heaven

This is what I see

When I look thur the keyhole

of Heaven

Colors unimageable, Colors that dance in the sun.

Highlights that give depth of color

Grass as thick an soft as carpet

Green and sparkling as a cut emerald

Great spreading trees. Leaves as big as two palms,

fruit hanging like glistening pears

And a river runs thur it. Clean and clear.

Polishing the rocks as it bubbles by.

On the hozison a house made of crystal. Cut and polished to reflect the light.

A prism of color shone in the air around the house, inviting me into the cocoon

of light.



About 1wanderingtruthseeker

I'm a fiftish woman that has opinions and passions about nearly everything under the sun. I love a good debate, not name calling. I believe in the Constitution , the Bill of Rights and God. I believe the government which governs the least is the best government of all. I believe in the rights of the people. I dispatched fire trucks, the Po-Po and ambulances for a long time so I have a wicked sense of dark humor and speak fluent sarcasm. I think out loud a lot times. I am offensive. But I'm offensive of everybody. Socially unacceptable, plain spoken and unashamed. If you don't want to be offend, please don't read and if you do, please consider that I'm not politically correct in any sense of the word.
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