If there is paradise…It is this
If there is paradise…It is this
Was that a dream,
Or was it a trance..
The babble of a brook
And flowers that dance
A touch of a breeze
That tousles your hair
A hint of fragrance
Is it really there?
The green, the red
The violet and blue
Colours that only
An artist can brew
But you have painted
A canvas so real
Dewdrops on the grass
Or are they pearls?
And nature beckons
At its pristine best
To lie on your back
And view god’s own nest
A sky full of stars
The night strums a tune
Hark! It’s a melody
The song of the moon
I still don’t know
If that was a dream
Or my mind played a trick
And I’ll wake up down stream..
Can you tell me if that
Was a dream or a trance
The babble of a brook
And flowers that dance..
