Each of us has a secret garden. Someone's is big enough, someone's is small. Well, it's clear all gardens differ, And, undoubtedly, they bring us joy.
Hide and seek. Don't reveal it easy. Swing back-forwards, fall into vain. NothingΒ matters and nothing happens. Heartbeat sounds like a music box.
Singing, soaring with hands in the air. Sometimes silence is the best workmate. Closing eyes I can see all better. Now the time when mine gathers yours.