The world began as a fearful illusion

The world began as a fearful illusion but I have seen it now as the Love of God, so perfect a reflection of heaven that the distance between the two is so tiny, a toddler could make the step. Father? I am putting one of my little toddler feet on your step. I have remembered your Love. I will never forget it again or go off into little dreams. I have remembered your love in the garden and the river, in the fish that swim, the flowers that grow, the birds that sing. I have remembered your Love in the eyes of my brother, and Father I want to come Home now, away from silly dreams and into your arms.