I can see Heaven’s reflection.
Between here and tomorrow,
a long distance.
No waking and knowing.
Instead a step of faith, of trust.
Small steps,
hoping the earth will hold.
Yes, I can see Heaven’s reflection.
In a river starlit, wide and full.
In the sun breaking upon waves
to glitter.
While Heaven is there
and reflected here,
I can walk unafraid of distance,
knowing how quickly
light can travel.
Ana Lisa de Jong
Living Tree Poetry
July 2020
Living Tree Poetry 