Little Pieces Of Heaven Poem by Jim Yerman

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.