Heaven

Heaven is a colorful quilt, faded by the summers sunshine, beating down upon its threads every day. Until night falls, I sit upon the quilt in an open meadow, filled with wild flowers of every sort. Poppies and queen anne's lace,bluebell's and foxglove mingle together creating a Monet.Daisy's and black- eyed susan's dance in the wind.The branches of the trees surrounding me are like open arms, ready to hold me as if I were a child.The voice of someone long ago echos in my ears. I realize they are sitting beside me.Stories of long ago and realizations of why it all came to pass the way it did. Why did my life look that way? Why... And now I know. Its a warm feeling, a blanket of peace that covers me, harmonies and rhythms move me. Maybe its the banjo or the fiddle that I hear and I lay back on the grass and stare into this endless sky. Voices adrift in the air sing me to sleep. The voices sing to me like a woman singing over her child. She is leaning over me, strong,soft and warm, running her weathered hands through the strands of my hair.I shiver as she strokes me, as if I've just cried for hours and these are the shudders my soul let's out. My soul says, "it is done".I am home.God is all around me. Every breath I breathe in is God, and every breath I exhale is God. I finally know. All questions are silenced or otherwise forgotten in the knowledge of His glory and love. The tragedies I once knew are like blurry dreams, from a restless nights sleep.I have just awoken to reality. The meadow is quiet.Birds gently fly above me,singing eternal lullabies of peace. The trees above me are swaying. The leaves rustling in the summer breeze. Heaven is eternal summer. The kind of summer day you never want to end.Like Alaska in June. The sun is there, even at midnight. The endless day is filled with mystery and warmth, delight and peace. Something is in the air and you don't know where it will lead. . . You only know the feeling will last forever...