What if in heaven . . .


What if in heaven

Summer at Sky Meadows


I find oneness so complete

I completely lose myself

only to know that

I have actually found myself?



What if in heaven

IMG_3748 Yaquina Head Lighthouse, OR (Small)


a lighthouse is no longer a beacon against danger–


instead its beam beckons us toward unknown delights?




What if in heaven

All the things I think most beautiful—rainbows, sunrises, moonsets—are just appetizers, and the flavor and vigor of life in the new world makes the old one seem dry and tasteless?

Colorful Falls



What if in heaven

Snow Barn



there is no such thing as






 What if in heaven

Sun Breaking Through



raindrops only come when called for–

for the sheer pleasure of feeling them on our faces

and tasting them on our tongues–

and the rain is warm and sweet

and when it is over

we are not even wet?






What if in heaven

stained glassmy artistic attempts that always ended up as stick figures

are now masterpieces of line and color?



What if in heaven






the rocks really do sing out

and the streams accompany them with eloquent melodies?







What if in heaven

grace is not just a word that rights our wrongs

close up balloon

but is the actual air we breathe, filling our lungs with purity?



What if in heaven

my eyes can see the pupil of an eagle 100 miles away

Reward for a Hard Climb


and then

just by a change of focus


view the individual atoms of my hand?




What if in heaven

graveyard in fall


all the should-have-beens

are reconciled to what

really is?





 What if in heaven






are not just what I pursue

but who I am?




What if in heaven

IMG_1207 White Post, VA (Small)


at the first sight of


all the questions die on my lips

but one


why did I ever need to ask why?




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