Paradise not in heaven

Paradise not in heaven

 

Wake me not
From the sweet dream
Of the paradise that we live in.
Not in heaven, but here on earth.
 
Let me dream of the blessed earth
With goodness flowing like a river
Soothing the parched lands
And drowning all that is evil.
 
The march of goodness
Domineering the earth
Culling out the bad and the selfish,
The wicked gasping for breath and then succumbing.
 
The wickedness soon forgotten
Into rivulets of happiness
Merging into the ocean
And breaking into the shores of paradise.
 
Let me dream the good earth
Its rivers and its oceans
Its sun, its moon and its stars.
The forests and its hills.
 
Let me dream of the birds and the bees,
Flowers and fruits,
The insects and the worms and animals galore
And all things that make this earth a paradise.
 
Let me dream of the angels
That care for me like guardians
The saints that I idolize
And God that I see in my parents.
 
Don’t wake me up
From the sweet dream
Of the paradise we live in.
Not in heaven, but here on earth.