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
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