A porthole to paradise.wps
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The speaker finds the real world cold and heart-hardening, so they ascend into their dreams which are a warmer paradise accessed through poetry and imagination. In dreams, the speaker can see, feel, touch and live through experiences that words cannot describe, growing less attached to those in the outer world who are blinded to the thinker's inner reality and vision of paradise within dreams.
A porthole to paradise.wps
- 1. A Porthole To Paradise I move away from this world, It is much too cold, It turns my heart to stone. Frigid and biting Each time I enter So into my dreams I ascend, Surrounded by thoughts Images that take place Beyond words that can’t explain. I see I feel I touch I live Through a window That has opened through Poetry. I miss less and less Contact with those who live beyond This place inside my dreams. They cannot see What is inside the thinker Blinded by their reality. A continuous look for paradise Found inside the vision That takes place inside of dreams. Look closely touch gently Feel deeply Let your Imagination flow, Hold fast to dreams, They Move the heart To a time of compassion and truth, The Dream for Humanity