Petals In Paradise

Darkness outside,

but light will prevail.

Walls up like cliffs,

what does paradise entail?

Moving through orchards?

Rich utopian hills?

A streak of stray songbirds - 

turning windmills.

Falling in oceans,

leaked blotches of thrill

pupils dilate as you move in for the kill.

Tumbling down Spring on your heavenly cloud

all that i'm saying, I am saying it out loud;

Tree tops, three weak drops

into fresh water

certain in that earthian universal daughter.

Wax melts onto colder things

that my heart may house bolder kings

a lost soul, with ghosts to hold my hand

a marching rhythm with a soundless band

an urban oasis in a cluttered town

a mysterious creature with a broken crown.

Deeper she wishes she could be

understand lifes sweet mysteries 

a carpet ride away from paradise

a pretty portrait and a dimension dice.