A Moment’s Notice

In a moment, you hear the calling.

A voice ringing from an Opera.

Quiet, powerful, ranging.

She sings from the deepness.

You soar internally.

You feel high above the earth.

Everything is real, paused, significant.

They all love you.

Heaven exists, it waits, its door is ajar.

Your arrival time is now.

 

© 2009 David Greg Harth

09.01.13.13:30:59@130BklynNYC

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