Garden

What flowers are those? That grow on these vines That burst flamboyant colors Like rainbows in the sky What tree is this? That grows taller then an oak With branches for birds To build nests with hope What plant is this? That wraps around in coils Like a snake capturing prey While there's venom in the soil What beast is this? That roams through the leaves But when you turn back There is nothing but a breeze What noise do I hear? Is it a howl or tweet Or the sounds of twigs Crunching under my feet Through the garden and flowers Through the plants and the trees Following a whimsical path With no distance in need The smell of milk and honey With a touch of suffocated air Envelopes the paradise In a bubble of scent It is neither spring or summer Nor winter or fall But a combined temperature That can please us all Trapped in a place That was known to not exist With pure harmony Like a flick of the wrist When Alice was in wonderland Everything seemed to be strange But not everyone like her Was quite as sain Is this heaven? Or am I having another dream That I must wake up from To get back to reality But maybe I will stay here And enjoy my sweet escape Before my fuzzy mind Comes back to me again