Posted by: Ron DuBour | December 4, 2016

Daily missive breaks into the weekend Sunday the 4th of December.~by Peter Forster


 

 

Daily missive breaks into the weekend Sunday the 4th of December.

Paradise
A word of little truth
But greater implication.
Even in its saying
It loses allure.
Paint peels
The gloss becomes dull
Poison waits
In every bite
When forbade.
But temptation
Is the proof
Both of existence
And non-existence
Is it not.
What truth Paradise
A concept of poor design
Entrapping the curious
Discouraging
The quizzical
Demanding
Acceptance
For what it appears to be.
But what is human
About compliance
Contentment is sought
But rarely found,
Of fleeting benefit
Before regularity
Breeds routine
And boredom
Becomes the norm.
Happiness
Is not in predictability
But flexibility
Irrepressibility
And the joy
Of unsuppressed love,
With its lumps and bumps
Pratfalls that make us chumps.
Paradise is in believing
It is wherever we are
When the one we love
Is near or far
But never truly apart
When carried for ever
Within our heart.
If paradise exists
It is there
Inside us all
And never to be lost
Our soul is the garden
Our bodies the wall.


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