The Undertones of Heaven

The Undertones of Heaven

Cameron Miller

What if, within that wintry whir of heavy mist,
there were a warm hymn like lantern light
soaking through the aural ambience.

Would there not be clarity in hushed haze,
comfort in bleak brume, like cottage coals
polarized against thick, dull fog,
to show us the way.

I imagine that grand piano piece of heaven,
the native worship of the wild,
would pierce and stifle that hollowing howl
of overcrowded caverns and taverns,
chambers of echos, chatter, and clatter,
supplanting the cloud of cynicism
with its gloryful glint of buoyancy,
a candle waxing as the growing moon,
a steeple steeping in beacon luster.

I consider, in deepest dread and dark,
this precious yearning for sun
could coax me to revel in any radiance.

Indeed, I incline my ear to the undertone,
this reminder written in nature’s song:
Why should we squint our eyes to see better,
but perhaps because, wide-eyed,
we see too much to notice the light?

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Cameron Miller
Writer & Photographer

Cameron is a writer, photographer, and filmmaker who has written poetry published at Warren Church. His work consists of both visual and written storytelling, including several short films on YouTube. You can view his work at novelwonder.com.

Painting by Johan Barthold Jongkind (Dutch, 1819-1891)