Invisible Ink

The Slumbering Paradise

Some may call it lazy

Others refer to it as folly

But nothing in the world is finer

Than that of a gentle sleep

For the grass is ever so green

And finer than any linens

The sensation of summer is here at last

And school's time is finally passed

Half a year of work is done

The warmth and tenderness of my bed of greens

Surrounds me with pleasure

As the smells of winters past fades away at last

Giving way to all the scents that summer has brought

I need nothing more than a gentle breeze

One that shall forever blow near the sea

With the saltiness that at best calms my every thought

Oh and how the waters sparkle in every way imaginable

As if to say rest there if but only for a day

While with our rhythmic beating of our waves

We serenade you to sleep

Now, after all, I've said could you truly state

That nothing good can happen when you sleep till its late

How foolish can one be

I am quite simply surrounding myself with God's beauty

I left the finest for last

As the sun touches me with its shining gleam

I must remind myself that it is not a dream

For even if it last but a day

This paradise shall not stay

For night draws ever nearer

And my blanket made of the finest sunbeams begins to fade away

I must say goodbye

To my slumbering paradise