Having Arrived

.
.
I have
Arrived
In Paradise.
I found
That were
Glimpses
Of Paradise
Everywhere,
Though
To see,
What
I was told,
Was true
Paradise,
I was
Required
To narrow
My vision
To avoid
All that
Is not.
Thus blinded
I see
Neither you,
Nor myself,
Nor may
I travel
The path,
For I have
Arrived.
Or am I
Nowhere?
Is this
Paradise,
So comfy,
Climate
Controlled?
Tomorrow
Will be
Like today.
Perfect.
Perhaps
With a
Soft bed
And dual
Thermostats?
Yet there
Was a voice
That said
Paradise
Is love.
Before
I could
Not see,
There where
Written words
Proclaiming
Go this way,
Do not ask
Questions.
Stopper your ears.
Blind your eyes.
To obey
Is love.
So easy
To obey
When told
To pamper
Myself.
Trust
The voice.
Trust is love.
Easy comfort
Is love,
And
Love is
Paradise.
I am here,
All snugly.
Now what?
From where
Does Paradise
Get power?
Does anything
Beyond
My own
Welfare
Matter?
Will I notice
The children
Die
While sleeping
So cozy safe?
No matter,
I,
Having arrived,
Am at home,
In Paradise.
.
.
Bear … 02.11.2016
ⓒbearspawprint2016

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6 comments on “Having Arrived

  1. Lisa says:

    I have always found it easy to achieve “nirvana”. It gets boring and can make one lazy. I use it to heal when necessary. Other than that I’m working in the vineyard! 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  2. willowdot21 says:

    Let us pray it is not a fools paradise!

    Liked by 1 person

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