silence

This universe

surrounding me

no bible verse

herecy

could forgive

this aptitude

for solitude

knowing the truth

of nothing at all

and when city skys

scraping high

horizion eyes

are mine all mine

and moonlit nights

from purple lights

to perfect sights

I never knew

until you

and I'll never know again

Could this be my heaven

 

Reviews

[The Autumn Faerie]

It seems as though we all have our own, personal, ideas of what heaven really is.
Hm...
Hopefully, we'll all find it someday.