Stone Garden
I have come to the place
Where a stone garden grows
Where all flowers have turned to stone
And no water flows.
I have come to a place
Where the sun seldom shines
She’s turned her eyes
And the day is as twilight.
I have come to a place,
By tortuos ways
Am lost in the blizzard
Of a life on the run
I have come to this place
Over years, over miles
And the distance I’ve travelled
Is grafted on the lines
Cross my heart, and my face
Deeper still
In my soul.
Life is no longer a playground
Or an open field.
There are walls now,
That devide and surround
Hemm us in and rob us
Of the very air we breath,
Chains of vine and twig and smoke
Ideas, and desires
Love lost and cast to the wind
Alone we stumble, crumble and fall
To the ground
Look around,
To find
Where once flourished Eden ....
A stone garden grows
Carlos
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