I woke up in heaven today …
I could hear the angels singing praises to God
through the voices of the birds.
I could see the majesty of life energy
manifested through budding flowers and leaves—
white, green, yellow, blue, mauve.
I could witness freedom as birds soared and swooped,
as butterflies fluttered along,
and through my choice whether to be attentive.
I was blinded by the beatific vision of the sun,
and the sky,
and a young child’s smile.
I woke up in heaven today,
and wondered, “What do people do in heaven?”
and I suppose the answer may be
participate in beauty,
and praise God in the process.