The garden

The garden was full of fertility and life

full of an abundant amounts of fruits and flowers.

The stream flows peacefully through all four directions

North, South, East, and West.

The stream is as green as the shrubs, and is as peaceful as a deserted meadow in the middle of the night.

The sun streams through the trees

and creates a glow so beautiful and bright.

It illuminates all things around like pure gold.

Just when I thought this beautiful place would dry up like a drought

the rain starts to pour and the streams again start to flow.

Once the rain stops and the sun glows again

The garden I'm standing in starts to shine like golden glitter.

I smile as I start to take in the smell of musk after the rain

I take in the gold and bronze scenery of the trees and bushes from afar.

This garden is unlike any other place I've seen

So beautiful it could be a fairytale.

It's a place I wish I could own

As one of my own.

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