The light slowly wakes in my garden of surrender,
colors float so serein unmasked buy it slender.
Sounds of water in the far but so close so near.
Singing her brook song erasing all fear.
The smell of spring so fresh and clean ,
that lulls you into a loving dream.
A gentle breeze a wisp of summer calm,
knowing everything is right and nothing can go wrong.
This dream this beauty this starless sky,
making life simple not a simple sigh.
only love i miss in the surreal bliss
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