I asked Leo Vroman a famous Dutch poet,
living in Florida to write a poem about Paradise.

IN PARADISE

In Paradise there stands a tree.
Its trunk is gray with streaks of white.
Its leaves are gray but give off light.
It is the forbidden tree
of Knowledge of nuclear energy.

It is so great that everywhere
we must breathe its lethal air,
and its millions of seeds
are our little lethal deeds.

We may close our mouth and eyes
to leave this past behind us,
but in or out of Paradise
Fate will find us.

Based on a poem by Leo Vroman