Paradise...

• Artist: Angel Bluestockin
• Description: The begining of the poetry is my own metaphor of Paradise. The poem tells us that paradise can be found in the simplest of places or times - but alas only a few and the sage can realise this.
• Date: 05/20/2010
• Tags: paradise

Paradise...

You awake from the caress of the sun.
The breeze gaily plays with your hair.
You wonder... Where?
Where am I?

Look here, and there,
All you see are the evergreens and
The ever changing hues of the sky.
Still, you wonder... Where?

Trek here, and there.
But all you see is that...
The beautiful abundance of Nature.
And still you wonder... Where?

"Where am I?", you asked.
"Paradise", said the Voice.
"But, where is Paradise?" You asked.
And you asked again.
But the Voice simple said:
"Now"

You pondered from His words
And it struck you...

"Paradise happens when you share
A moment of bliss with
The people you love."