Paradise

In ardent meadows of fields of lavender plain An escape to a brand new day, Gone is the innocence from what society once had? We have erected stone pillars as idols in place of Jehovah, Through its inner torn silence we then escape its pain. My heart is an opened door willing to explore; In delicate hue torn in brandished thorns Perhaps this was the path where Nero tred? Wake up the lions to alert its dead, With cobble stone ivy in the filter of head We have engrafted an innate silence toward its beckoning call Triumph! Paradise is only a heart beat away, I close my eyes & maybe I'm already their? Although the twilight sun had tainted my inner vision, Trust, Through violent paved innocence welcomed. Perhaps this is the in tuned harmony to its hidden beasts menagerie?