I was lost in a garden, a garden of dreams;
In this garden were hope and desire,
Which were ever present it seems,
As they lit up the area, and kept it warm with fire...
At the entrance to the garden was fantasy,
Which ruled without contest.
Its presence captured me,
And hit me with its best...
Somewhere at the exit, lives reality,
Which I have not yet found,
The garden is so massive, and laid out so perfectly,
That whoever enters is for some length of time bound...
I did not mind, I was mesmerized by the beauty,
The fragrance, and my imagination was content,
Fantasy, hope and desire were companions to me,
I was fed of the nectar's of the messages they sent...
I did realize that to exit, would mean that my dreams would come true,
That love would instantly take the place of the gardens safety,
Still, I was here for as long as it took for love to break through,
And embrace me in its essence for all eternity...
The garden is my heart, it grows with each day,
The boundaries are my my being, the depths of my soul;
There is only the knowledge that love will one day come my way,
Which will bring all of me into the whole....





