PARADISE IS CALLING MY NAME

 

How would paradise

appear to you?

A house standing in calm water.

The scent of flowers in the air.

People strolling the clean streets.

No need to hurry.

Warm breezes.

Sun shining.

Birds chirping.

Perfect.

TAKE ME DOWN

“Master of the books”, Waldemar Bartkowiak

 

TAKE ME DOWN

Down to the nether reaches.

Where fantasy rules the day.

Where books rule supreme.

I want to float in glory.

Bask in the pages.

Smell the scents.

Fill my mind with stories.

Ah….