The following story I wrote while being in the hospital. This is my definiton of paradise.
This is paradise.
It was a clear dark night.The cresent moon was waxing. The stars shone brightly. A cool breeze wafted through the trees. Jerry was walking to find that place of peace. A night owl hooted. Jerry took in the silence. A brook nearby was purring softly .Somewhere a coyote was howling. The forest smells filled his soul. He wondered if this was Heaven. He loved the soltiude. He came upon an old tree stump covered with moss and lichen. Tired Jerry sat down. Crickets chirped a beautiful, wistful melody. The calm and nuturing forest gave him hope. He smiled. Jerry thought how much he loved this place that God made for him. He thanked Him for the peace, the serenity, and the solitude. He hadn't been there in many a year. He looked back wondering why he hadn't gone there in years. He looked up through the trees at the moon and stars .This is paradise he thought. All his worries were left behind. The gratitude and joy the forest brought was soothing. He was completely realxed. Jerry recalled the day his grandfather brought him here, talking about how God created this place just for us.The memory produced was one of love and admiration. Jerry was thankful for his grandfater and God for this wonderful place. In the darkness Jerry was at peace. An overwhelming sense of tranquility engulfed him. All his troubles and worries slipped away, floating in the breeze. His soul filled with utter joy. He smiled once again. This is paradise.
Live, love, laugh, learn, listen,
David
