philip teed

Paradise - Poem by philip teed

Paradise is not somewhere we can go.
It is not something we can fly to
It is not something you can drive or walk to
It is not something you can swim or boat to
Paradise is in our hearts.
It is always with us everywhere we go.
Paradise is a place where you can be free,
and open your wings.
Paradise is in ourselves.
Even though people need to go somewhere to find it
It is within you hiding.
With everything going on,
it fades for a few
But let our hearts go
Let it feel paradise.
Then you will find the being that is always there.
The one that can make you feel good all the time.
So look in your heart and find your own paradise.
Then you will be free

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 5, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 1, 2010

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