Like Heaven (poem)

(inspired by a trip to Mount St. Helens, Washington– June 2017)

Like Heaven

There’s a certain beauty

In the destruction of ash and smoke
blossoming in a lavender summer
ready to take flight in the bosom
held in for too long in secret
whispered among serpentine trees.

You tried so hard to keep away

Despite the warning signs:
splintered hands, charcoal visions,
remnants of unrequited heartbreak
surfaced by the roadside like cherries
after the last frost—sweetest of all
lie in the snow like drops of blood
disappearing into sin.

But you fell in love, anyway

With the waterfalls of her hair
bathed in peachy arms
with scars like three rivers
connecting at the delta—
ready to heal after lost years
hiding, now feeling like

falling
into Heaven.

© Rebecca Goes Rendezvous, 2017