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A Secret Garden

She walked through the garden
Enjoying the feel
Of the soft, warm grass
Tickling her small, white, bare feet
The grass yielding
To her footsteps
Each step brought a new vista
Each glance was interesting
And beautiful
And though there were brambles
As she ventured further
Into the verdant landscape
They were not off-putting
But added to the complexity
To the interest and loveliness
Of the garden as a whole
She was peaceful and content
The verdant, fragrant landscape
So alive and so fascinating
Drew her on
Flowers blooming in a riot of variety
Her breath, like a goddess
Giving life, mingling with the fragrance
Of the green, growing garden
While there was no path
She allowed her footsteps to
Follow their own course
Deeper and deeper
Vista upon vista
Layer upon complex layer
Into the garden

And then from somewhere she caught a whiff
Of someone cooking french fries
Enticing her away
She went away to look for some fries
And the garden never knew her again

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Bill Cobabe said…
Perhaps "A Sacred Garden" would have been more appropriate.
September 14, 2014 at 12:15 PM
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