Look Up

by | 1995

I can’t help but think and dream of the vividness of Heaven … impinging as it is on this coarse, grainy and dense film of my current reality.

In creation and as part of creation I see Heaven dimly projected on the hazy horizon. Yet from beyond this ever-fading image my eyes are more and more illuminated by the Source of all light.

Once again, it’s time to look up. Because for all its hiddenness, Paradise is more real than all the drama on Earth.