Paradise Within

by Rob Boone

On the back porch of the world,

the sun kisses my laughter,

Giving me the silent strength

to separate before from the after.



Misunderstood soil shyly

strikes up a conversation.

And I engage my soul,

lost in aimless contemplation.



Whispers bounce from tree to tree

with the squirrels and the Day.

My wonder smiles coyly, with

the abandon of a child at play.



Come with me, wind- walk with me

to a destination erased

By skyscrapers and paved roads,

by noisy ambition misplaced.