Heaven’s Garden

When I was taking a hike through the forest I had this great idea for a poem.

Through the thicket
Lies a land
Untarnished by hands
And in the mist
Through leaves of autumn
Lies a sign of hope

Hope that rings
On the petals that sing
Luminous beings we are
Born from nature’s star

And in the confusion
From patterns past
We have come here within
Loves long to last

Bring us back to the holy garden
Barred by the door of mind’s eye
Ticking clocks in motion here
Knowing the reason of why