Valley green like velvet in the morning light
waves rippling, sun twinkling;
sun stars captured on water,
dazzling.
Everywhere are lush reminders
of blessing
rising with the water,
over-flowing with the creeks,
sliding with the mud.
Blessings and curses.
It could be worse.
It could be worse
than being trapped in paradise.
Shawn L. Bird 
Sounds dreadful… Lol
I like the sound of that valley!
Yes, indeed. There can never be an excess of lushness, or affirmation.
Definitely not a trap one would readily want to break free of!