Misty Garden of Youth
In the misty garden of my youth, I lay down
at the bottom of my Sadie cove, struggling
with answers to many questions, I only wish
I knew in the summer of my life!
Through each of my thoughts, I watch the
seasons disappear, knowing if living was
different than the way I lived it, trees
would be a little lovelier, flowers brighter
with fragrance filling blue skies with
wonderment.
Limitations hold back many from there
destiny, confusing it with logic instead
of desire; ruled by a higher power, meant to
materialize smoothly in realms of light
brightening shadows, bringing tranquil
knowledge, born of life to those who seek
the truth of souls deepest connections
purified in the perfect formation of
love's sweet divinity.
Bring back the streams freshened by
the sun, windy shades of color
manifest dreams in the darkness
of green golden mountain peaks
lie still, magi k appearing before
that misty garden in the winter
of my incredible life.
Time of great glory flows deeply in
tune of loves sweet memories of
living life to the fullest.
ByDerenaBree
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