If you look hard enough you will find,
Located center of a placid lake,
Surrounded by the most elegant pines.
Water mirrors so brilliantly,
Your reflections seems so real,
Though you are looking at your self,
Tis' as another Soul's presence you feel.
Then crossing over the waters,
To an island land so fair,
Ah, but to make my house forever,
A merging passion to relish there.
Tis' nature that gives the Soul a Kiss,
The sounds of water,
Lapping against the shore,
Sweet fragance of a morning mist,
Lifting off the lake, yet more.
The nose drinks in the,
Freshness of pine-soaked soil,
Watching a pair of beavers,
Seeing how they toil.
While birds build nest,
Above in branches high,
A perfect day prevails,
Not a cloud in the sky.
One must stop and listen,
To proverbs sung in tune,
By the little creatures living there,
While admiring elegant flowers in bloom.
Truly, and imperial place,
Majestic, magnificent, supreme,
Immortal, everlasting, joy,
An answer to all one's dreams.
Now, aboard my Magic Schooner,
Transporting swiftly where love abides,
Illuminating all Eternal hopes,
As we cross over to the other side.
~The Dream Merchant~
written by John-Paul: March 29 2001
peaceful place here on earth.
Someday Heaven will be our
"Peaceful Place"
Arranged with much love: Rachel
