The Fern Garden
In the evergreen lush portrait of fern garden,
I’ll rest amongst twilight’s easy hour of the restful,
Let the shadows of troubled world thus pass me by,
For I’ve found my Eden of paradise lost.
Glen shall I, dreams of sincerity, tranquility and
Wealth of enlightenment beyond measure, for
Here truly I’m free, an unbound spirit of natural
Beauty.
Listen to the song bird of the unchained melody,
Singing so effortlessly, I’m a listening whisper
Clinging to its message of peace and harmony.
Behold at night’s approach, as I watch the golden
Sunset burst against the horizon wild, no palettes
Canvas could match its untamed brilliance,
I’m left in awes amazement.
No brush stroke could capture this picture
Perfect vision before my beguiling eyes,
I’m lost within its natural raw force of the
Elemental coloring of the elegance, here in
The fern Garden.
02-14-2015
THE FERN GARDEN
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