Above Heaven Poem by Margaret Ann Newcomb
Above Heaven
Shadows wrap around a tree.
A spoon bends in a glass
of sunlit water.
Freshly picked tomatoes scent your hands and
Suddenly you realize… you are exactly as you are meant to be.
Very true, we find ourselves to be just what we are....when we see the diversity of the universe and its surprises and miracles. thanks, arya
take a bow for this, it is a very good transcendence of perception. peace and love
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and realising that truely we are above heaven 10