The Air of the Garden

November 27, 2011
By Anonymous

Relax, sit down and breath and think of the things that used to be.
Be still and hush the voices in your head, make them fear the silence ahead. 
Focus and be listen closely for the life in the air spoken so hoarsely. 
Grab that idea that is soon to bloom, unto a wonderful garden that will surely be the tomb for all that you used to know. 
Each color and creation, will be divine and lovely as something born from imagination. 
Harvest each growing tulip and daisy, and sharpen your sky so it is no longer hazy. 
Once it is all complete, you can open your eyes and see was has depleted. 
You can finally breath a little lighter, now that you have found a sanctuary for higher.    

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