The lush languor of paradise -
Enchants the wanderlust heart -
Draws her near - to vanquish fear -
And pity, Peace impart -

It is my destiny to worry -
If kindred souls are ferried to paradise shores -
For I know most souls are sorry -
For wilful wounds and sores -

The flower of love is perennial -
On the stems of heaven -
Together beget legacy millennial-
When - like in Orwell - the clocks strike thirteen, in worlds dark cavern -