My Mind Could Be A Garden
My mind could be a garden
Where a wealth of wonders grow
With bird and bee come dancing
Pollinating every row
My mind could be a canvas
Such blossoms bold and teeming
Myself to pinch an waken from
This awesome state of dreaming
My mind could be a meadow
Where the yearling comes to lie
Where welcome peace is ageless
Where the ancients came to die
My mind could be a garden
With a beauty yet unflawed
Each and every seed there planted
By the very hand of God
-Richard Doiron
My mind could be a garden
Where a wealth of wonders grow
With bird and bee come dancing
Pollinating every row
My mind could be a canvas
Such blossoms bold and teeming
Myself to pinch an waken from
This awesome state of dreaming
My mind could be a meadow
Where the yearling comes to lie
Where welcome peace is ageless
Where the ancients came to die
My mind could be a garden
With a beauty yet unflawed
Each and every seed there planted
By the very hand of God
-Richard Doiron
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