Paradisiac
Whatever we feel
no matter where we go
whoever we meet -
there will always be only one!
One being we can turn to
search, journey and find.
We attempt to find spiritual upliftment
in all the wrong places -
places of sordid detail
habitations of celestial fraud.
Only one place to look -
deep inside the temple
which is ours.
We each have our own place of worship -
nurture, cleanse and cherish it
God, Allah, Jehovah -
no matter what name we use for this power
we need to realise one thing:
Paradise only opens to those who truly seek it!
Copyright Deon J.H. Burger 2014
Copyright © Deon Burger | Year Posted 2016
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