If geological strata exist in shelves of rock then Heaven might also be a shelf.
A stretch of paradise beach surrounding us.
Invisible to our naked eyes. Visible only to the inhabitants of Heaven.
Perhaps these souls dance on a bedrock of love?
Stephen Paul Wren
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