HEAVEN ON EARTH

Drinking from the cup of time — Poetry by David James

HEAVEN ON EARTH

By David James

‘I intend to live forever. So far, so good’
— Steven Wright
 
 
Rain all day, but I don’t mind—
I’m here, smiling at the gray skies
and betting on which yellow leaves will fall next.
There aren’t many to choose from
on the back maple, and there’s no prize
if I’m right, but I don’t need to be perfect,
just present, hearing the rain on the windows,
watching the crows in an empty tree.
 
The world puts on a show every day of the year
and it’s my job, my privilege to throw
my whole self into all I hear and see.
 
Look at the blessings piled up
around my feet. Look at the miracles
on my front lawn. It’s an honor to grab
the day with my heart and drink from the cup
of time. Let it rain or snow, pull the wool
over my eyes, soak me in light
or leave me standing in awe of another sunset.
 
I’m ready to make the best of it. When I look to the stars,
all I see are wishes granted and a personal invite.

Born and raised on the Third Coast, Michigan, David James has published eight books and has had over thirty one-act plays produced.

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