RSM0812

Lost Paradise

Open heart and open mind,

Understanding the winds of time.

Essence of a greater truth,

Seeks harvest of a golden fruit.

To sip its nectar, long and slow.

As life and time so swiftly goes.

Across the planets, moons and stars.

Reaching the consciousness of all.

I ponder where the line it falls.

Of paradise here we do bestow.