Eos Garden

Tonight we’ll share the heavens; Souls knitted into one, Fly together we, the ochre moontrails, on gossamer wings. The decanter overflows with nectar; its sweetness permeates the ethereal void, like ephemerous orbs when touched by the hands of a child. The secret Garden’s lit by Eos’ mirth; polychromatic hues emanate from glassine showers; Gait filling the place, radiating in splendor, Warming every psyche in its solace. Silence may, yet rule the void; Plenary peace acquiesced e’en for a nanosecond. Then from some aperture, a tiny tingle crescendos, as the angelic host thunder their majestic heralds. Come with me now my beloved; Dry I your tears with lotus petals, Come with me now, reach out your hand and together we’ll share a millennium in a succinct moment in this paradise called DREAMS.