Walking in the Wilderness

Walking in the wilderness, I find solace amongst the cypress trees;
In the arms of nature’s sweet embrace, where birds sing cheerful melodies.
Far beyond the numbing drone of traffic, the mechanical whirr of human noise;
The screaming sirens of the city, and the cries of little girls and boys.

On a wooden bench beside the water, in a place that only we know,
Magic memories were softly planted; in the gardens of our minds, they grow.
Where the seed of love once sprouted under the shade of our favorite mulberry tree,
Our love did bloom and grow, and a beautiful flower came to be.

Walking in the wilderness, searching deep within my muddled mind,
Revealed to me, the hidden truth, which I have longed to find.
It was there inside my secret garden, in the solace of the cypress trees...
I felt true love’s embrace again, in nature’s sweet serenity.

Author's Note
A thank you note to mother nature for helping me find myself and my deepest passions, as well as true love... On a bench by the water in a special place where many fond memories were made.

Parts were loosely inspired by solanaceae's, Childhood Lament.
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