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God's Little Paradise
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By Louis Gander
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God's Little Paradise

Between the path and lake I sit.  The weather sure is nice.

Creation here continues in God's little paradise.


I shut my eyes and listen to the dried up autumn leaves

that dance upon the pathway with the swirling twirling breeze.


I listen to the splattering of waves upon the shore.

I soak up sounds around me and I wait to hear some more.


A squirrel hesitates a bit, then races up a tree.

With eyes still shut I see it all and find it fully free.


I hear the wind.  I hear His voice.  I hear the angels sing.

I take in all that Heaven has.  I treasure everything.


I hear a frog and chirping birds.  I hear a quacking duck.

And far away a jingle from a roaming ice cream truck.


The grasses whisper tunes of old to leaves still on the trees.

My heart cries out for little ones, the least...  the least of these.


For God so loved the world that He gave His only Son...

If I could only pass His love to each and everyone...


If I could only find the words to close all nation's eyes -

then maybe they could see Him too with spirit-piercing eyes.


If only faithful they could be, so they could see His face.

If only I could find the words so they could see this place.


With eyes still shut, I reminisce of all that God has giv'n.

My friends, our days on earth are short and after this a Heaven.


Between the lake and path I sit.  The weather sure is nice.

Creation here continues in God's little paradise.


©2017 louis gander

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Submitted: Sunday, September 24, 2017

Last Updated: Sunday, September 24, 2017

About the Poet
Born in Richland Center, Wisconsin in 1954. It's the poem's message that matters- not the poet.

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