A Cozy nook beyond the petals

🌸 In my secret Nook Beyond the Petals

Behind the veil of jasmine’s floral musk,

where honeysuckles dream in orange blossoms,

lives a door of earthy ivy, shy and small,

covered in covert blooms...

it beckons the willing hearts

It waits for the one who hears its call.

Push past the petals, soft and wild,

like secrets whispered to a child,

and find the nook the world knows not

a hush, a breath, a sacred spot.

A wicker seat with pillows plump,

like clouds that wandered from

a clump of sky, and chose to settle here,

where silence speaks in volumes

and thought is ultra clear.

The garden wraps its arms around

whomever dares to find it,

with mossy breath, it welcomes all

and petals sound the trumpets call,

books lying open, half-asleep, awakens

from stories roots and roses keep,

they happily come alive with anticipation

No clocks, no calls, no need to strive...

just breath and being, soft, alive.

A place to read, to dream, to mend,

where time itself becomes a friend.

So if you seek a world apart,

where flowers guard the quiet heart,

step through the door that blooms conceal

and let the stillness touch and heal.