heavenly Power

there is a place

called Heaven

i know not of

not knowing

is 

the way

the path

i open the gate

take the first step...

windows open

people wave

 houses

 and sun

  smile

 breeze just lightly 

touches

 grass

and hills

cushion

and roll

 around

 path 

meanders

through villages

so charming

so inviting

so deeply welcoming

i am known by all

recognized from long ago

and now

so celebrated

and at Home

Heaven

is 

only

reached

by 

not 

knowing

anything