Quality time.
Catching up.
No distractions.
No phones.
No stress.
No fear of death.
Is God like Da Vinci imagined or
like Santa Claus?
Is he like a parent who tells you what to do?
Is heaven full of gossamer clouds?
Is it possible to visit the living?
Maybe birthdays and Christmases are like
get out of jail tickets
when you can visit the dear ones.
Is there a moment of separation
between loved ones living and dead.
All the above will be answered one day.
Through My Eyes 