Garden Dreams Alive as if it seems
Memories of A Lost Child's sleep
Away from home
All Alone
Lead me back into the Garden
Wandering thru Sandal forests
Searching for Friend
Its just the beginning
Closing to the End


Pathway of life
Leads onto the staircase
 Of Beloved
Reaching upon which
I see the Garden
Holding hands unfolding prayers
Twilight magic hours of
The dusk
Incense burns fast
Ashes accumulate
But the sweet fragrance still remains
Unhindered unperturbed
Love still blossoms in
The bud of time...
He will come oneday
                                   -Lines To Jim ,......II (Garden Dreams)Monalisa

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