The Garden Sings
The celestial garden
awakens each and every
night to sing in glorious
colors the honor of you.
– the rose colored sky
speaks longingly of
your lingering grace –
Forever tempting me
to venture forth into
the unknown to seek
out that beauty which
has the roses blush
with a burning envy; or
bequiets the laughing
hydrangea forever of is
scented melodies by the
mere presents of a greater,
more divine fragrance – that
of your soul which nurtures
this feral world of humanity –
Forever finding that nothing is
as powerful as your beauty in
this wildly wicked world, so
I seek you out, you to whom
the Celestial Garden awakens
each and every night to sing
in glorious colors their honor
and their pleasure in witnessing
the totality of your embracing
beauty.
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