a poem of the perspective of heaven

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I can see it... heaven. Right before my eyes. You would think there would be golden gates with angels waiting for you, and when you enter you have white cloth and angel wings. In the heaven i'm in, that's not what you see.

it's earth but you're not on the earth where the living are... you're on the earth where the deceased are. As i look around my heaven, there are meadows full of moss, grass, and landscapes of flowers. Even though you are not alive, you have happiness. The smell of freshly bloomed roses and dandelions are in the air, with a hint of the ocean and icy mountains. It is warm, yet not cold.

I can see that many of the people mostly children and teenagers are having a wonderful time, even though they are dead. Others on the other hand are not so happy or in between happy and unhappy. Happy that they have made it to heaven and are experiencing another life, and unhappy that they are not on the earth no more. Gone from the world where their loved ones are and not being able to experience the rest of the life they have not finished or had a chance to live. Not being there to watch their family grow. but at the same time they are watching them.

The children are laughing and playing, singing songs while running through the meadow and grass. I gaze up at the sky to see it bright blue with clouds.But the stars are shining and the moon is bright and full. Even though it  is daytime.

i begin to walk towards the ocean as the soft moss brushes against my legs and feet leaving them spotted with water from the rain that occurred earlier. the wind lightly blowing to where my hair is whipping around behind me and my low dress falling behind me.

i have realized that there was no sign of me being dead other than the fact i'm in heaven. In fact, i feel more alive than I actually did when i was alive. The new life that i have to live with isn't a bad life. It's grand than the life i had before. This heaven is peaceful, where in the real world there is such chaos and violence, begging for happiness. The world i am in now is full of peace and joy. A peaceful heaven.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 13, 2014 ⏰

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