The Secret Garden

I live in a city of dreams, a city like no other. A place of color, diversity and beauty. I wanted to explore my true surroundings, let go of time and technology and reconnect with the wind and what I long for. The freedom within me keeps me alive, drives me, moves me and leads me to new discoveries. I rode my bike along the paved asphalt roads. The hustle and endless flow, the busy streets of this city phase me not. For only the sound of the winds whisper sends me friendly tunes. I continued on a small journey, alone, as I wished with the mountain view along my side. I noticed a sunlight beam through trees, my eyes found foreign in this town. I stepped off my bike and walked closer. An entrance unfamiliar yet inviting, met at my feet as the sand trail of caramel melted me into another world. The sweet scent of lemon trees attracted me as my legs were tickled by the fuchsia petals of wild flowers. A beauty so new, so refreshing. I have found a secret garden. A garden only I know. Dream like with a heavenly aura, I walked into a fantasy of love and peace. A true land of color and simplicity. The trail slivered through this garden leading to fountains overflowing water and plants so vibrant green, my soul has fallen to sweet pieces. I walked along rows of orange trees to undress the naked pulp of pure delight, as I rest my body on a wooden bench the drops of juice spread like a blanket over my tongue. My head down, eyes closed. I breathe. I looked up and smiled to the sight of two humming birds chasing each other in love. Round and round, I could not help but laugh with joy for love is in the air. And together, they sang for me. This is it, perfect peace. I could do nothing but, be. For nature has done nothing but touch me, sweetly.