There is no veil, a thin and filmy thing
that hides heaven from our wondering eyes
No, not a veil that would let us see the merest hints of what’s to be.
No God has a curtain between this world and the next.
It covers everything and does it’s best to shadow and enclose those who have crossed.
Like the heavy curtains on a stage, velvet and soft
that block our views of the actors and activity beyond.
So heavy is that curtain that sound is muffled and drowned.
But wait…could it be a small slit, a parting in that heavy, velvet tapestry?
Or is it only my imagination, my head full of longing, my heart full of sorrow
Do I hear the whisper of my love or is it the whisper of the curtain?
I feel there should be more to this poem but I can’t seem to find the words so I have ended it there. I believe that heaven is not somewhere beyond the clouds but right here next to us. I think we brush that curtain everyday and don’t realize it. This belief keeps me going and when I am scared reassures me that I am not alone. I know this is different from my other posts but it was in my head and needed to be freed. I am going to start another blog soon, just an fyi. I believe that my life is out of balance, I think most people are out of balance to be honest. So my next blog is going to be about finding balance in this crazy world.
I started this blog originally to help me through the grief of last year. It has been very helpful in allowing me to find my strength and vent my grief and I may continue back here from time to time to add things as my journey from grief is not quite over. Thank you for everything.