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Enjoying a Nap In the Garden
A hint of blue dissolving into fragrant blossoms of love Hummingbird’s wings in a frenzy, coming in from above. August magic, showing off shine of bean stalk’s verdant leaves. Monarchs fluttering toward a marigold, riding the breeze. When a dreamer climbs that stalk, he sees a new world completely. The giants who arrive are enthralled with him, and soften him sweetly. Afraid to annoy the gods of another world, they give him the best of their day. He likes being treated like a baby; his eyes flutter as he dreams far and away. Redemption is never far away, they allow the young one to enjoy his sleep. He is fighting pirates, running from a black cougar, his REM is quite deep. He has ample time to enjoy his slumber, his back holding down meadow bed. The flowers watch him silently, wondering that he can sleep like the dead. Dulled by the half-light of a Luna moth, coming in for the evening shift, Our hero blinks his eyes and realizes his day has been a little adrift. His wife comes to the garden, to see if he is all right, doing okay. He blinks at her, happy to see her smiling face, at the end of a sweet day.
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