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Deep within the woods

Of a magical wondrous place

There is

A secret garden

Where it is said

A glowing fountain resides

Where crystal clear water

Shimmering with light

Flows so lovely

It is this place

That she returns

To restore her being

To partake in the healing waters

To capture its essence

Nurturing her muse

That needs attention

Because she and her muse

Are one


They enter

The garden

To share in its beauty

Bathe in the warmth of its light

And listen to the sweet

Echoes of words

Flowing into verses

And brings them forth

With love and devotion

It is here

Nestled within the

Secret garden

Deep within the woods

That she and her muse

Become one with

The poet’s fountain

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A place of serenity

Where earth, fire, air and water

Become woven within the fabric

Of thy being

Echoes of the free spirit

Where the sun’s radiance

Touches deep within the crevices

Of thy being

Illuminating and magnifying to the core

Each and every moment

Where you may

Wander and be humbled

By grace

Where the pallet

Of vivid pristine colors

Paint your being

With love

Where the moon

The stars

Sparkle within your being

Each moment

Where the rising dawn

Awakens and touches

Your being deep within

Where the eternal light

Of love and warmth


With peace and harmony

Flowing with reverent delight

And into the being

Of the free spirit


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In the stillness

Of a mystical morn

Neither asleep nor awake

She found herself walking down

A dusty dirt road

Grass lands and water to her left

Women dressed in vibrant colorful

Hues dotted the landscape

Cattle and camels

Strolled by her

As did passersby

Never noticing her

She hears nothing

She only sees with acute vividness

She senses the sun’s heat along the dusty road

But does not feel it

A humble place before her

People entering and exiting

Men dressed in orange and saffron meander about

A tree decorated in regal homage

As a monk sits in quiet reverence

People pass by her

Never noticing

Do they not see her?

Entering this humble place

She walks to its center

In wonderment

She stood

Gazing upon Its ornate beauty

Candles flickered casting serene shadows

Incense rises and encompasses her

But she cannot smell its aroma

In the midst

She watches people admire its beauty

They mingle and pass by her

As if she were not there

She turned

Her head rose high


A golden Buddha sitting in lotus upon an altar

Candles flicker

As an array of color surrounds

In homage

Standing in the midst

Of this simplistic wonderment

Comforted her

How did she get here?

Why is she here?

Why do people never take notice of her presence?


A procession of monks dressed in orange and saffron

Entered the room

Walking silently in reflection

Their peace-filled auras consumed her

As the last monk passed by her,

He suddenly stopped

Turned towards her

He is young and slender with a serene face

His eyes widen

His mouth drops open with astonishment

Their eyes lock

She is mystified

He sees her!

He slowly turned around

And followed his brothers out of the temple

As she watched


With a tremendous jolt

She leapt up

Released from neither sleep or awake

Finding herself

In her bed

And not walking through the lands of India

How could this be?………


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Summer’s awakening

Within the garden


A young girl’s fancy

Resting upon a bush

So delicate

So fragrant

So lovely

So joyous

She visited you often

Within the garden

Filling her with your sweetness

Your luscious pink hues

Always delighted her

Your petals so soft like fine silk

She visited you often

Until there was no more

In Vienna

She discovered

You again

In the garden

So lovely

So joyous

So fragrant

Filling her being

With love and delight

She visited


As the waltz

Roses from the South

Resounded within the garden

Echoing your charms

And filling her with love


The quintessential

Pink rose

That captured a young girl’s fancy

Has become her symbol

Of pure, sweet love

That is the treasure of you

Within her heart forevermore

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Nestled within her

Magical mountains

Of wonderment

And dreams

On a crisp evening

Under the indigo sky

The child of autumn

Gazes out the window

And catches a glimpse

Of awe

Stepping outside

The child of autumn

Tickled with joy

As rainbow lights

Waltz in unison

Within the harmony of the night


The child of autumn

Steps into the center

Of the escapade

Dazzling and enchanting her

Time lapsing into nothingness

Nestled within her mountains

Of magical wonderment

The dancing lights


To the child of autumn

And was forever etched

Within the book

Of her heart

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Into the garden

Leave your bundles

Of life that you carry

Within the gates

For they no longer serve


Tea of honey, cinnamon and ginger

Await thee


Sit and abide with me

The gentle whispers of


Like lovely arias

Tenderly touch

The heart and soul

Let them rise

For they bring healing

And peace within

To you, child

The seeker of a new dawn


Sit and abide with me

Listen to the

Cascading waters of turquoise

Let the cascades

Soothe the weariness

You entered with

Notice the aromas

Let them tickle

Your senses

Gifting you joy

Enchanting isn’t it?

Notice the hues

Of color displayed

Before you

The flowers and the herbs

Of healing

Their colors

Reminiscent of

The spinning wheels of energy

That flow

That waltz

Within and around you

Let these

Precious hues of color


Showing you

To the path of bliss

Surrender to the balm

Of this garden

Child, the seeker of a new dawn

Let the rays of warmth

Delve deep within your being


The lotus of beauty

That is about to

Awaken within you

Child, the seeker of a new dawn

The tapestry

You carry

Let it be

By the pool

Weave a new tapestry

Within this glorious garden

And let it be

Your new mantle

Let us move

With gentleness and ease

Through yoga


The mind, body and soul

Child, the seeker of a new dawn

Stay as long as you may

For the garden

Of beauty and light

You sought

Is within

Peace and healing

To you, child

The seeker of a new dawn

Aham Prema

Welcome, Namaste