I Dream of Paradise

I Dream of Paradise

By Josh Watkins

My thoughts are cast across this sandy plain

into the mountain air,

Peace and harmony are my state of mind.

Renewed is this long lost love,

This land I once called home.

It wanes in and out

Of my nostalgic mind.

No place but this can breach my inner soul.

The sea bows to my feet,

kissing them with great affection.

Surely I must be dreaming,

For places such as this I never see.

My mind is a prison for earthly paradises,

Where many lands appear.

Places where fiery mountains

Scald the salty sea,

Or where the forest is silenced,

By the carefully crafted crystals,

That blankets it in white.

Where heaven’s lights brighten the Northern sky,

With a vast array of color,

Beheld even by a child’s eye.

Or a place out yonder,

Where the stallions run free,

The eagle rules the bright blue skies,

And the river’s course is crystal clear.

At each of these destinations,

Tranquility abounds,

Serenity gushes forth,

Peace is vast.

I dream of adventure,

I dream of awe,

                                                                  I dream of paradise.