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3) Lost In Paradise

3) Lost In Paradise
Shift left foot through wooden door,
Whose blood covered the outside?
Renewed was each part of me,
A halt upon every cry.
I got lost inside of the song,
Which played among the angel's voice.
No word in the dictionary to describe -
The reward for my faithful choice.
Diminished was the acknowledgment
Of my once invisible worth...
As I stood in awe of each color -
Undeveloped on the earth.
Finger tipped upon a rose-
Whose stem never urged the rain.
In worship, the mass spoke -
Of the holiness in God's name.
Lost on earth but found,
Stood in front of Christ...
My eternity has begun...
Now lost in paradise.

Dayna Lunstrum ©
6-20-2003


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3) Lost In Paradise