Tidbits of Paradise

Fields of laughter greet my eyes.
Gleams of rapture meet the skies.
Grasses bloom and shout to me,
"See how you were meant to be?
Peaceful, loving, wild and free,
Peaceful, loving, wild and free."

Sunrise pastels paint the clouds.

Night withdraws her velvet shrouds.
Song erupts from Mockingbird.
Pictures form from beauty heard.
Thoughts are best without a word.
Thoughts are best without a word.
 
In my mind the chorus forms,
Loosed from usual human norms,
Bursting out from blade to brow,
"Lord please tell me, tell me how,
Life was better then than now.
Life was better then than now."
 
Ó1993 Bob Mason


This one came from the files, brought to mind by listening to The Innocence Mission's rendition of "What a Wonderful World." http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ah96-6aOng

The poem is inspired by that moment of beauty that we sometimes get in this world, the moment that fleetingly seems like nothing could ever surpass it nor ever could have.