Paradise Unattainable

Paradise Unattainable:



Morning. Silver mists glisten.

The daily birdsong greets the early sun.

Transfixed, I gaze at the herd

lapping up their first draughts;

Earl Grey is my only luxury.

African plains transcend beauty

but I must stay inside.



Afternoon. Golden sands allayed.

The daily hunt has finished now.

Content, I observe the herd

relaxing for the next hours;

Comfy cushions are all I have.

Meadow fields surpass imagination

yet I cannot enjoy them.



Dusk. Indigo veil sets in.

The daily events have long been ended.

Upset, I listen to the herd

caught up in their sweet dreams;

A King-sized bed is my soiled ground.

This heavenly Elysium is without comparison

but I must stay inside.