Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Wisteria & Jasmin

She finds an old washed wall,
decrypted bricks,
In between, little houses for small bugs
and other little creatures,
there is also a possible foot hold, she thinks,
to see what's on the other side, who will see me,
and I’ll know what wonders it confides

I've heard stories of beautiful gardens
hidden by walls like this,
and magical secrets were kept inside
felt, smelled, seen only by the truly passionate ones
oh, I wish to live such adventure, if I take a look...

(to be continued...)