‘it is heaven’
it is in midnight stars.
it is in morning slumber.
it is the unearthly glow in his black eyes.
it is in the shaking wail of a newborn babe.
it is in the never ending push to succeed.
it is in the doldrums of afternoon malaise.
it is in the angst of nervous tension.
it is a smile.
it is in the ground.
it is in gentle sloping leaves.
it is the frost etched windows of a school bus full of children.
it is in a beggar’s feet sore from wandering miles for home.
it is the quest for knowledge and truth.
it is in the sweet release of surrender.
it is in the shadows of a familiar room.
it is in the sweet caress of friendly voices.
it is in the softness of human skin.
it is in the harshness of rain and toil.
it is in the outward reaching branches of long standing trees.
it is in your dreams.
it is in summer sand and the smell of wildflowers.
it is in the moment and chance of risk.
it is in your worst fears.
it is in your first kiss and the backward slide of falling in love.
it is in the darkness of death.
it is freedom song.
it is the joy and rush of adventure.
it is in light.
it is within the unknown pathways of tomorrow.
it is in knowing things are as they should be.
it is in all that is.
Heaven.
— by crystal j. johnson
p.s : permisi ya mbak crystal, ‘blue eyes’nya kuganti ‘black eyes’.
maturnuwun pareeeeng……
