Heaven, what is heaven?
Heaven is a moment.
The sensation of return,
Of welcome back to familiar arms,
After a long night of separation
Heaven is letting go
Stepping away from the rush
And deadlines and hurry
And lists of never-end
Heaven is music.
Of strumming and calm
Or crescendoing up to a hold
Even the crash and throbbing of bass
That's heaven.
But extend that moment
And the moment is gone
Add a future and the moment seems long
And boring and bland
See, heaven is a moment
Pure and alone
Contrast is needed for heaven
5.17.16
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