Time in Heaven

I took a little time last night to reflect. I stood on the edge of a cliff and marveled at what my eyes were digesting. I found myself in awe as I wondered why the clouds were trying to hide a light under a bushel. They seemed to rest at the edge of the horizon, hugging the vastness of the ocean to make it look like a pond. The violent calm seas were surrounded by mountainous ranges that seemed the perfect canopy for the serenity I experienced. Amazing; He keeps it all in order. There was a moment, when I stood there alone. I saw birds playing as they bathed in the light that remained. I marveled at their courage, they had the strength to enjoy the moment when so much water was between them and land. The waves kept rolling in, but only in sections. I kept expecting the ocean's secrets to be revealed as they'd burst on the rocks. The clouds kept rolling, very slowly, seemed they were gawking at their part in the drama that was unfolding. The moon wanted to break out and show that it could glow too. There was this brief moment, when there was a break in the clouds, the waves stopped rolling heavy and strong, but moved to a stillness that invokes awe and fear. The light then twinkled to crown the water; this is only a glimpse. I spent some time in heaven yesterday, but I was still here on earth.