Heaven's Heart

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I love this picture. It says everything.

heaven is waiting
Robert Montgomery


every moment
is creation.
every breath
a chance
to do things
differently.

We search
for secrets...
keys which will
open the doors
to our captive
dreams.

seemingly made
of iron
cast deep
in the cauldron
of eternity...

Ours are dreams held
at someone else's mercy.

Yet if we only
were to look
deeply
we would see
the face
behind the mask.
we would see
the face
of our captor...

for it is ourselves.

In any moment
we are given
the choice.
In any moment
we can decide
to let our passion
and joy
run free...
until the world
is drenched
in the unbridled
glow
of happiness.

The birds
already sing.
the light
already plays
golden
against the wind
blown leaves.

It is a world
constantly calling
for our participation...
asking us
to join
the dance.

Will we make
the choice for joy
or for pain?
for surely either
will be reflected
onto a weary world
too long held
in the bondage
of our confusion.

the answers
cry out to us
in every moment...
ancient secrets
played out on the
gentle summer
breeze.

stop and listen...
the birds are singing.
Will we join
the chorus
or will ours
be the cry
of anguish
before the falling
blow
of the executioner?

it is our choice...
heaven is waiting.


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