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.
The stone wall upon which he sits is crumbling, rough and moss covered, but it is home.
He stares up at the migrating geese, their honks loud and clear in the crisp air.
When the world is dark, and the stars are out
My mind comes alive.
I drown alone in my thoughts with a smile on my face,
And let myself get lost,
Because I know I’ll be found.
Someday time will stop
Abruptly at that,
And he’ll come for me
The boy with stars on his face
He lives in my mind, and I find him alive in my dreams
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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