Ecstasy shivering in musical keys
Squeezing, compressing melodies
Relaxing., exhaling an ode to the joy
Echoes of delight, pistils and pollen
Breeze succumbs to whispers benevolent
I open my petals...the clouds are angry
Emptiness fades the dreams of gardens
The Sun? ...just a Mirage... a prism in the desert
Sculpting naked hopes in indigo of sadness
A requiem or a Never ending story ?
Uprooted Soul exhales The Miracle of Hanging Gardens...