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Mar 2012
The warmth of the sun upon my brow
while around me life is reborn once again
the garden bursting with such vibrant colors
as the sound the bluebirds
serenade high within the cherry blossom tree.
Just to walk within this garden
brings a sense of new life to me,
within the stillness
as the air is filled with the fragrance
of flowers in bloom.

Ahead a see the gazebo we once met at,
remembering how I met you there my Lady
as we would laugh and talk
I recite such verses from my soul to you
touching your heart so
that it would soar on the wings of a dove
and together we felt something so strong
remembering you say that you would be there forever.

But that was two springs ago
and time has a way of changing everything
I do not blame you for leaving.... nor do I blame myself
but I still come back to this garden
for it is here that I was reborn
and you, My Lady....were the one who made it happen.
I find myself surrounded by the memories of us
which fills my heart with joy....rather than pain and anguish...
as the spring day surrounds me
Mother Nature cradling me in her arms
and I know where ever you are my Lady
you still think of me.

I come back to this garden
not just to remember you my Lady
but to feel the sensation of being reborn
just like all the life around me now.
I come back to this garden....our garden....
every first day of spring
to remind myself I am reborn
in the heart....the mind ....and the spirit. forever.
Michael Czech
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   Sumina Thapaliya
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