
Paradise, paradise, it’s where seekers go to roam, to find themselves away from the lost, the broken, seeking something personal, true gold. Paradise is where they visit, to take turns riding in gondolas bobbing up and down, upon canals of flowing freedom, no longer lost, but found. Paradise is where lurks the hopeful, the tentatively shy, quiet, reserved, the wallflower, the fly upon the wall, watching, observing, knowing that to speak, to spread his wings, would be dire, it would be… unseemly. Because, to reveal his true positioning, in this land of paradise, where hearts and minds are entwined, not separate, not one ruling another, but working in cohesion, together, this observer would do well to remember his information-gathering is his ticket to personal understanding, by realising how others work in relation to him, he could most certainly gain a type of cohesive knowing. Because paradise, paradise, while it may not be for everyone, for every self, it is here, it is present, it is available to take, to be caressed, to be held, those who have travelled much of a journey to reach this utopia of theirs, whichever form it may take, they live, and they live, and they live through it, with it, understanding, growing because of it, they'll emerge as pristine as a complex butterfly, except they will live far longer. But, there is no real necessity to show off such transformations, why, to do so in this paradise may seem rude and immodest, those present instead quietly exalt, and then go on their own way, while their subtle celebrations of personal growth and mental wealth may mean the world to them, they know they needn't advertise everything to the world, always. So, in paradise, we visit this land which sings, lulls us into a land of security and pleasure, and never haunts us of lost memories, this place speaks to us, speaks to us all, and in our enthralled state, we continue wishing, living, longer and longer, within this perfect world, it’s what they all claimed it would be. © 2020 Lauren M. Hancock. All rights reserved. Photo by Frans Van Heerden from Pexels
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