Dead Paradise

The struggle is 
over
    Utopias have become 
wastelands
    Once we knew - or thought we knew 
    Such a different reality 
Time erodes all societies 
    The hands of the clock 
burnt away the structures    
  we once believed were so strong 
    The  vaccum which 
         has been created
leaves us 
with an empty feeling 
But if we open the 
doors which have been 
  created recently 
We will find a path 
    leading us out of 
  the confusion 
The summer sun 
    shines on a changed 
world 
   Before you give up hope 
        Reflect on past 
   mistakes 
With hope as our 
guide 
    We can carve out a 
new path 
  Let's touch the world 
lightly 
   Our fate is becoming
clearer every day
  Breath deeply of 
the atmosphere of 
     freedom 
             taste 
   the rich wine 
which is being poured 
     by a hand we cannot 
see
   but can perceive deep 
in our hearts and innermost beings
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Wesley Avatar
September 21, 2011 at 9:12 PM
So positive and full of the dream for fulfillment. Just a beautiful verse to put in my favs.
Delacroix Avatar
July 9, 2011 at 12:28 PM
I just love the way you always bring up hope, and it is very true. There is always a way, and we do have to carve it with our own hands, but it is already made accessible, if we only can leave the past behind and look forward, or we may very well turn into pillars of salt. The rich wine poured by a hand is quite significant. Thanks for sharing, Matthew. Peace and love, Caroline.
Maverick Avatar
July 8, 2011 at 1:33 PM
I find so much empathey in me for this write Matthew..i hardly also know how to complement you fully.. other than reading this again and contemplating on it..
Brown Avatar
July 8, 2011 at 7:26 AM
I have enjoyed reading your excellent poetry this morning Matthew. I hope you have a wonderful weekend filled with good health, love, laughter, and loads of inspiration. Love, Carol
Culverhouse Avatar
July 8, 2011 at 5:30 AM
Matthew, I lost you for a while but now I have found you again. I am so glad to read you poetry to day....it is beautilly written. Doris
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