--by Bree M. M. - written 9/29/14
Tiny pieces of our eternity
lost so long ago in Eden, when we decided that somehow
He must not really know best, and leaped at the chance
to try to be gods ourselves—
Those little flecks of the eternal world we were meant to enjoy;
the gold dust of what we shattered all that time ago;
Some of those little bits of paradise
still float through our world.
We find them caught in raindrops and sunbeams
and light breezes and tossed back and forth on the oceans.

or a special moment- we again taste Eternity—
We taste what we were made for, what we long for;
and it helps pull us on toward the new Eternity
our Maker is preparing for us,
when we'll finally fill that empty place
the little gold flecks soothe and irritate—
when we finally walk again with God.
(Pictures not mine -- each one belongs to its respective owner, as always.)