The Bridge Between Heaven and HelL, About the Author.

About The Author

Paul H. Keeler… A Cosmic Cowboy

My father had a fishing and river addiction

He was floating rivers finding his heaven

 Back in the day, starting a family tradition

 We floated rivers in rubber rafts back then

 Out in the high desert Wyoming wind

All of the rivers are so crowded now but back then

    It seemed we could fish a the river alone without end

As an old man, a1000 or so trout under the bridge

My father spent less time on the river chasing fish

Instead his time spent on the gravel bars looking for opals

Or digging in the sandstone bank for fossils

Or just watching me whisper to fish as I laughed

So thankful for the relationship we had

Now I’m passing on that river addiction

To my son and my grandchildren

Trying to show them the magic of rushing water

Helping them to feel the spiritual gravity of a river

And learn what I learned in my youth

 Helping them to see the truth

 That in my heaven… Like my father’s heaven

There is a river that never ends











The Bridge Between Heaven And Hell-
A Story About Changing Preconceived Perceptions About God,
Book 1   of   Unlikely Disciples.
© Paul H. Keeler… A Cosmic Cowboy




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