A Pristine Paradigm
One night while slumbering in my bed
thoughts were floating 'round my head,
that tinged my heart and singed my soul
with effervescent, gleaming gold.
Whispering through the darkened air
"You know you're on the right road there,"
where eagles fly and clouds drift by
and angels sing sweet lullabies.
Where a full moon shines like a silver pearl
and the universe dances like a little girl,
and all the matter in planets and stars
sing "Praise the Mighty Maker" from near and far.
And history past and future days
line up together in sun and shade,
in one long sweeping saga song
"The past is prologue, here and gone."
And other things that we can't comprehend
are drifting high up in the winds,
for us to catch and hold on to
when the time is right for me and you.
Until then, hold on to those most dear
while letting go of pointless fears,
for tomorrow when the new day shines
we're that much closer to a pristine paradigm.
Copyright © Terrell Martin | Year Posted 2022
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