last night i had a very sound sleep <br />it felt like a still pond without a fish <br />but only moss and stone and light <br /> <br />like there was a full moon <br />drifting among the tree tops <br />no ripple of the air from the winds of the sea <br /> <br />and i remember what i dream <br />no bridges and flood below this time <br />it was like a Chinese painting of a river and mountains behind <br /> <br />it was so peaceful <br />that i can hear the sound of the leaf falling from its branch <br /> <br />and i told myself <br />this is home, <br /> this is heaven <br />and what i have been dreaming has become all too true <br /> <br />i now, believe, <br />God is here.<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/god-is-here-3/
