Jolanta Gradowicz

My Paradise

I’ve just found my own paradise;
A magic place with soaring towers
Where my joy awakes at sunrise,
Where I spend only happy hours.

Wings of eagles scratch the sky all day,
Long-haired fairies dance under stars.
I like watching this special ballet
And smart musicians playing guitars.

Tops of the towers disappear
In clouds and in a mist hanging low -
I love the place, this unique sphere
With rivers meandering below.

I could send you an invitation
To my paradise – my magic land.
You could feel its positive vibration,
Being there and holding my hand…

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Poem Edited: Saturday, February 24, 2007

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