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[aid] => Mick
[title] => The Garden
[time] => 2002-12-08 02:00:00
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[bodytext] => In each heart
is a door which in childhood is well oiled, finely fashioned sunlit by day, sweetly shadowed by night the path to the door is clear and bright that in childhood is open wide As years flow on the wood stained by time is blocked by ivys all around that hide the shining light and the path less travelled lies hidden weed covered Once in a time you find your way by accident of dream you find a crack where light still shines through which you creep and find within A Garden All time there within its walls is changed and all paths blur going who knows where only a mind's eye takes you there where the light shines in mystic rhythms of sleep Dreamy shadows cross perfect lawns where you played unknown at dawn and objects stand in perfect form reflecting thoughts, or dreams that were In cool green groves living in shaded summer life drifts protected by secret spells cast by whispering boughs Here worlds within worlds live, grow and die unseen dark secrets played out in convoluted labyrinths of mysterious purpose that echo in our dreams shown only by the smiles of unrevealed passions below minds light that are to us only symbols of what was, a lighthouse, a sunset, twin stars in an endless night Tall conifers too deep green and unfathomable dark whisper in the aeolian wind merging at senses end with sounds of panpipes at the edge of time Wandering through deep grasses we are caressed by the bliss of forgetting, in mazes of emotion lost crying tears of joy and of pain at the dying of the light And in the distance the turqouise days of far off summers glint from rock pools on an endless coast gazing at the far horizon God's brow, unfurrowed Sensing a reflection at the corner of mind's eye a flicker of presence that sparkles eternal you stop and hear who you are or were or hoped for In the days of youth or in lost adulthood or in dreams eternal or at the moment of death beckoning beyond the here stands the door in your heart to there it stands open again awakening the lost longing of The Garden The inner voice calls to the ancient green place where wandering you feel to be dreaming and believing all is new so far is childhood gone and remembrance faded Through the ancient park and the thousand paths in reverie walking you find the high plateau where the sundial waits beside a peaceful pool Peering through a maze of dreams at reflections drifting seeing lost moments of lifes passing sunshine and clouds and sunrising the life you spent is leaving and the pool is peaceful once more And touching God's sleeve for anchor then you glide through the pool to a deeper dream and swim then for an unseen shore [comments] => 2 [counter] => 156 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Steeleyes [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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