Entranced in my own sanctuary,
Within the depths of my mind.
My garden is Planetary.
In a faerie circle, blissfully confined.
The Full Moon beams down upon me,
Perfectly aligned.
The Mushroom circle dances with energy,
And the grass underneath is fine.
Protected by forests of beauty and magic,
Majestic trees stand tall, glistening.
The energy is delightfully hypnotic.
A perfect place for Cosmic Traveling.
Dec 10, 2010
Dec 10, 2010 at 11:37 PM UTC
Entranced in my own sanctuary,
Within the depths of my mind.
My garden is Planetary.
In a faerie circle, blissfully confined.
The Full Moon beams down upon me,
Perfectly aligned.
The Mushroom circle dances with energy,
And the grass underneath is fine.
Protected by forests of beauty and magic,
Majestic trees stand tall, glistening.
The energy is delightfully hypnotic.
A perfect place for Cosmic Traveling.
This is a poem inspired by a guided imagery meditation that I was guided through on the couch, in the living room in my friend Barbara Young. She is a far out, beautiful lady. I send her much love.
<3 I hope you can visualize my garden.