What Does Heaven Feel Like? Poem by Chuy Amante

From the sand that grind us
we're shaped to fit our prison
the one we'll escape
when we are finally risen

heaven must be free to the poor
heaven must be freedom for the bound
heaven must be water to the dessert dweller
heaven must be out of body to the hurting
heaven must be a drug for the sober
heaven must be standing tall after kneeling

what if the feeling of heaven
is the freedom from feeling

peace just is in it's purest form
love just expands
neither are feelings

if you feel heaven coming
it will be a sweet release