I wonder what heaven looks like. I wonder this as an atheist. Is it space, sailing among stars? Is it merely a concept, eternally to be determined, determined by fate? Is it the feeling you get when you forget and then remember the best day of your life? Is it not life after death, is it a place on earth? Is it a person? Is it you?
Posted in response to the challenge Wonder.
I tried slamming the door,
Staying quiet, listening, keeping myself locked up,
Pretending it wasn’t real,
I wonder what kind of mind lies behind those big brown eyes
behind her laugh, of which makes the sweetest souls swoon,
behind her smile, infectious and sugar sweet.
yet through it all,
I watch him from afar, as he gets out of his car.
I can tell he’s scared.
I smooth out my dress and lean up against the brick behind me.
I watch his eyes, and they tell me everything I need to know.
Comments
Gentle musings of the heart! I love this little piece. That you're able, absence religion, to reimagine heaven entirely for yourself is a beautiful thing (and I don't mean that in a condescending way in the slightest). The thought of heaven as a memory you can return to, of the best day of your life maybe, as you suggest, is very moving and struck a chord with me.
Thank you so much!!!
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