I stood there with a thorough gaze;
butterflied heart to all avails;
Astonished wits belittling within;
Here I saw Roses smile;
Humming voices of bees;
Communing leaves from trees;
Serene overshadowed peace...
Feeling of being watched;
How can I be afraid?
Perfection in this abode;
Waterfalls the endless motion;
The tamed beasts are ready;
Banquet in the open,
I am welcomed here...
Betwixt this leisure,
I read William Blake;
In his heart I saw the church;
I heard the bells rung;
Birds chirping my attention;
In that Garden,
I could do no wrong...
By:
Beryl Ace
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