Content to spend my days
toes dancing on the surface of the water
savoring the juice discovered in a peach
Tall grass communing with the breeze.
Listening to God's afternoon hymn
an applause of flowers
A testimony of colors
Freedom
Silence
I bring it all with reverent hands
and I carry it with me as I leave.
So that at least I know
whenever I close my eyes
that some part of my heaven
lies waiting
right there.
Where I left it.
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