Beneath the drifts of the garden space
Sealed with fluttering rays of the pollen ghosts
Incense trees protect frail memories of thee
The hyacinths shadows stained with purple ink
Hollow roots husks and grains frolicking with the dust in the air
The sunbeams glimmer with great splendor
Dutch Master Daffodils blossom into a luminous blaze
The breeze of the heavens convey peace and unity
The field is sun stamped with spirits and mysteries
As the petals sail across the field
Pine trees sway in the early morning sun
The sloping hillside is dotted with mounds of earth
Providing splotches of brown among the hues of green
Overhead birds soar wildly across the magnificent sky
Whispering trees shelter the secrets and the infliction's
The solitude gives me peace
Fills me within