Yes, I Just Went There Again

I go there while sitting in the executive conference room during budget meetings. I go there while listening to his teacher tell me he acts like the ten year old boy that he is. I go there while stuck in traffic with the other sheep being led to slaughter. I even go there in the middle of the preacher trying to send me down the righteous path. I go there in the grocery store line while price checks are being called for the shopper in front of me. I go there with uncompleted tax report forms sitting in front of me on my desk. I go there with a snow shovel in my hand, pushing it back and forth across my driveway. I even go there in the middle of a prostate exam. And, every time I go there - it is just as beautiful as ever. I smell the bountiful fragrance of the most colorful flowers. I meld with the butterflies fluttering about; I rejoice in the songs of the birds gliding on air above. That secret garden that exists deep inside of my being is what helps me to carry on. by Joe Flach for Nette's "My Secret Garden" Contest 2/13/2014