The garden

There is a secret garden

Where all is kept at peace

Where every movement dare unfold

A beautiful release

A garden where the heart’s at rest

The mind is wild and free

The Spirit is at home again

And there is perfect unity

This garden is a secret place

Because it can’t be seen

Its beauty lies in uncertainty

The mysterious in-between

And maybe someday this hidden dream

Becomes reality

And all who wander far enough

Find eternity

This poem is about the inner being and exploring the depths of our own souls to find the peace and joy there.