Doors to Paradise

Way torn, far from the World
Escape artist sworn, to maneuver bold
Out, weather storms, enchanting accord
A new realm where soul stirs, blackness
Roams, and into Paradise

We dream like listless children
Upon the floor, of the Mother
Nature, sprinkling Heaven’s dew
Forevermore, and we sit and play
With no dream of something more
Oh Paradise, where did you go,
Could we want much more?

We left ships docked upon shores
No longer waiting, turning back to
Where our childhood soars, we recreate
What we once knew, in new vessels
Which we store, but oh if we can all go back
And lay again with Mother’s natures
Lost plan, could we restore?

Oh, Paradise, Lost
In time, we plead
And do Implore, that the sound
The music, chime in ring, that one last chord
Until we are back, to our sweet soft Paradise
This side of Pleiades, we place back, memories
Still shine, like 7 devilish dancers they roam
Twirling and singing back to our home
Paradise, through all defeat, these are the doors.

Christopher Baird 2012 ©