Paradise

There will be a time
When we will all eat bread
    and drink wine
Nobody will be hungry
Nobody will thirst
We will nakedly converse with one another
    no-longer lonely
The wind will be still
The sun warm
And the air fresh
Feelings will spill over
And we will play
    For now
    We cry a little sometimes
    Wish to die a little sometimes
    It rains a little sometimes
Until what we need to learn ends, in-time
In-time for paradise to begin

By:  Roger Harkness


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