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Array ( [sid] => 21314 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => The Garden [time] => 2003-07-31 21:35:00 [hometext] =>
- For Michelle -
[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 for an unseen shore
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The Garden

Contributed by Steeleyes on Thursday, 31st July 2003 @ 09:35:00 PM in AEST
Topic: oops




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 for an unseen shore




Copyright © Steeleyes ... [ 2003-07-31 21:35:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: The Garden (User Rating: 1 )
by Ilhar on Thursday, 31st July 2003 @ 09:56:50 PM AEST
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This is excellent, a breathtaking write, your talent shows through, I was greatly moved by this write...

Shari


Re: The Garden (User Rating: 1 )
by DreamWeaver on Friday, 1st August 2003 @ 12:25:45 AM AEST
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You have incredible talent ... this shines ... Jan


Re: The Garden (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Friday, 1st August 2003 @ 01:46:44 AM AEST
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thanks Steeleyes this is breath taking.It almost moves me to utter tears.Your very sweet.
Michelle


Re: The Garden (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Saturday, 2nd August 2003 @ 11:14:12 AM AEST
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i absolutely love this poem, very breathtaking and refreshingly lovely, hugs n' love nessa




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