We go through our life looking,
Looking for that place,
That place where life is wonderful,
Where troubles do not exist
And love for each other abounds.
We go on searching,
Searching for our paradise.
But what we need to realise
Is that paradise is already there,
Already there within as,
As paradise is a state of mind.
- Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 21st, 2021 02:18
- Comment from author about the poem: Just something I read recently. If you listen to the music you will be in paradise.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 38
- Users favorite of this poem: spilleronsheet
Comments9
A fine write Gold.
The 'other place' is where I'm singing - for now, until all works out well. lol.
IT will work out well Orchi, life always does - even your singing. LOL
Andy
It most definitely is but along comes the bad weather of arthritis and ouch, paradise can wait till i've been sat down for five minutes.... put the kettle on Andy.
Tea or coffee d a? Any time you are able to get here.
Andy
Wonderful ♡ Love this.
Thank you Draven, much appreciated.
Andy
Love your state of mind GF we all create our own heaven and hell so best we make it paradise. Lovely ☺
Thank you WH, yes lets us all make it paradise.
Andy
Go on, bang my drum why dont'cha .. well inked & indeed otherwise true in my very own humble opinion .. N
So kind Neville, very much appreciated.
Andy
I have not seen this film. What you write is very true.
The film is well worth watching Rozina.
Thank you.
Andy
Dear Andy
The words seemed philosophical to me
I kept searching for it outside
But along the years I realised nobody can give me paradise
There is no paradise outside
So true as you said, it resides inside
So well inked
Till our time hooked to earth, we shall continue the spread the paradise and nurture and cherish it meanwhile
Thank you for your wise words spilleronsheet, much appreciated.
Andy
I clicked play
and read your words, then
just nodded away, thinking
yeah, he gets it
he really does!
thanks Andy
So kind Mek, very mush appreciated.
Andy
Makes one pause and think, and stop chasing mirages. It truly does. Hangs like a centerpiece in the gallery of wisdom and truth.
Thank you for your kind words Garth, so kind.
Andy
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