Treasure - for Writer's Island

Beyond

The walls

And malls

And free falls

Of traffic

Is a garden

Enchanted

By the hum

Of the silent spirit

~

Any flower may grow here

~

For this is a world

Born of chimes

Singing

On dreamings

Of old souls

~

To wander here

For just

One frozen moment

In rampant

Time

Is to breathe

The fragrance

Of celestial

Memories

~

Inner

Smiles

Inner

Silks

~

Energies

~

Treasure

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** First posting to Writer's Island - with grateful thanks to Rob for finding me!