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POETRY
Arcadia
A place of peace.
Simple and unsophisticated
An idyllic pastoral life
Happy in beautiful existence
Free from pain, trouble and strife
In the cradle of pastoral peace
Beauty and seclusion abound
Simple connections with nature
Where peace on earth is found
Is this earthly nirvana
Or a place called Utopia
Where troubles evaporate
In the cool hills of Arcadia
Lost in the land of serenity
Surrounded by quietness and peace
Is this a dream I aspire to
In a place in ancient Greece
The myth turns to evaporation
Dissolves before my eyes
Peace goodwill and tranquility
Can turn to danger in disguise
Arcadia is a cautionary reminder
Of the transitory nature of living
And the inevitability of death
And the gracious gift of giving








