Gardens of Stone

Piece by piece walls come down
as visions of another world
weave their tapestry.

No good chasing yesterdays
where fragments of my soul
fell into rivers of tears
from watercolour dreams
and yet,
all the colours of love
were there.

In this dimension
kindred spirits share their
hearts and voices with
cool breezes of the night
weathering storms of life
in search of tranquility
becoming shadow dancers
bringing life to
gardens of stone.


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