Meadow

The ideal Heaven, the ideal paradise.

Here is where peace flutters by me
Here is where my warmth grows
I twirl in my black overcoat - in this meadow;
surrounded by mountains
Spring wind whistles, a subtle warmth is felt
The village not too far away;
it has happy people

How long have I been here?
Here twirling like this?
Soaked in true happiness
silkiness of true bliss
This meadow is warm. Oh so
I lose all my troubles here
The butterfly flutters by
The candy is the roses
How does this last? Surely, not eternity

Grey clouds in the distance
peace is now threatened
I admit to my cottage
the storm propelling
My heaven was so close
So perfect and stray
The storm now blows the meadow
The butterfly is knocked dead
but no despair can find me
For this is truly my Heaven
Structured, secured. The storm will pass
Lightning strikes
The storm ravages the cottage;
but it leaves with a gift;
for the meadow of flowers.
Its rain water is pure bliss.

It seems there's an analogy
It's not too blurry now
this storm was helpful in the end-
didn't let me get down
I walk about in the meadow again-
smile now: I am
My meadow is fresh and full of smell
I'll continue to twirl in Heaven, here I am.

(by Jake Brunton a.k.a SenpaiJake)

Reviews

[TinaSummer]

I love this. The happiness of it, the structure, feeling. I love it all.

[Jake Brunton]

Thank you very much, I'm glad you enjoyed it!