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LITTLE PIECES OF HEAVEN

I was brought up to believe in heaven. 

It’s where you go after you die.

It’s a place of beauty high in the clouds

where everyone’s happy and angels fly…

 

But as I’ve grown older I’ve come to believe

while life is not filled with mirth

If we look for them we will discover

little pieces of heaven right hear on Earth.

 

You are surrounded by wondrous beauty

and you suddenly become aware

there is music floating on the wind

and laughter in the air.

 

You look around and see your family and friends

And you smile as you say…

I think I know what heaven is like

right hear…on Earth…today.

 

It’s like the Universe has chosen you

has opened up a door…

and once you discover one piece of heaven

you start to look for more.

 

And you find them, yes you find them!

on a mountain, in a lake, by the side of a babbling brook…

In fact you start to find them…everywhere you look.

 

And you realize despite what you’ve been taught

despite what you thought was true…

that heaven is not just somewhere you go when you die

it’s a place inside of you.

 

A place that allows you to discover in each moment

an awakening…a rebirth

and find in your family…

Sliding down a 60 foot rock…

or floating together in a lake

or watching a sunset on a mountaintop…

 

a little piece of heaven right here on Earth.


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LITTLE BITS OF HEAVEN

Many religions talk about heaven…

or of a similar type of place…

where their God or Gods reside…

that transcend both time and space.

 

They believe they know where they will go

when death replaces birth

but in the meantime isn’t it nice to know 

little bits of heaven await us here on Earth? 

 

For I believe I have been blessed 

since the moment of my birth

with little bits of heaven…

from my place…right here on Earth.

 

I feel it when I watch a bird, 

a butterfly or a honeybee…

When I’m surrounded by nature’s beauty, 

or immersed in friends and family.

 

I feel heaven when I feel love…

when I walk along the beach…

while watching the sunset color the clouds…

when I eat that perfect peach.

 

In a line from a book, a special song, 

a candlelit dinner for two

Hearing a child call me Dad or PopPop…

In a cloudless sky of blue.

 

I could go on except Heaven is personal…

it’s different for you and me…

this is just a reminder how we've been blessed

to experience such symmetry?

 

For not only are we blessed with little bits of heaven...

as each one of us defines them…

but we’re also blessed with the aptitude

and ability to find them. 

 

For not only are we blessed with little bits of heaven

as each one of us defines them…

but we’re also blessed with the aptitude

 

and ability to find them.