My Own Paradise

I sat, all peaceful and calm It was in the evening and it was warm I opened a book and turned a few pages Then, I let out a sign and let my mind make up images I was bored I felt old Sitting always in the orangery Sitting and waiting like the lonely I turned my head and looked at the skies And I dreamed of paradise I dreamed of angels Laughing and chiming bells Of Gods and Goddesses Being all in love and ageless Of Time and its eternal nature Of each day being like an adventure Of protection From all abomination Of beauty In its immensity A life in paradise For such I did wish For such I did yearn A life lived like the butterflies All graceful, with talent in bountiful With solace and grace A life lived by writing many a poem Many, many, many more of them! Why, should we be envious of the other world Someday we shall be there Someday we shall be there Pray, have faith in the reward that we shall earn!