The secrets of Paradise
Lies within each man's soul.
He be wise or unwise
To find out its secret role.
Eyes don't show ways
Ears don't direct sound.
Promises aren't fixed todays
Lost isn't always again found.
Secrets lies in hearts to reach
Spoken words or unknown.
Silences will then each teach
What is indirect shown.
Rivers of thy lofty wish
May be in clouds tomorrow.
Thoughts we thought in bliss
Return in teardrops and sorrow.
A heart in vain is regretful
For something that is gone.
A life is unworthy and dull
To carry the future shoulders on.
©1999 Peter S. Quinn - all rights reserved