The Wondrous Garden

As I Stroll through the hanging gardens of Babylon,
Awe inspired by its captivating beauty,
Feeling like I have been slipstreamed into a parallel dimension,

Smelling the trueness of the flowers exude by them,
Wondering what makes them beautiful as an angel,
What makes them adorable as a child?

As I make my way to the eloquent grass,
I feel the lushness of innocence it possesses,
Unwittingly it seizes me into its grasp and amalgamates me with the sense of happiness

As I leave the garden with an immaculate soul,
I feel the resonance of myriad expressions it emits behind my extinguishing trail…..