The Waterfall Garden
A swan float by the falling water,enjoying the peace
The Waterfall Garden
A waterfall begins to sing
its silver voice a shining thing
it tumbles down in crystal streams
a vision born from sweetest dreams
The garden glows with every shade
no leaf or flower seems to fade
the colours blend in gentle ties
a secret land beneath the skies
The river bends through paths of green
where blossoms shine with golden sheen
each petal holds a story true
a world of magic brought to view
The hills are crowned with fiery light
the sky is rich the clouds burn bright
yet still the scene is calm and near
a haven built to banish fear
With every step the heart takes flight
the meadow sings with pure delight
a rainbow land both wide and free
a place for souls like you and me
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (2)
What a beautiful place this is that you wrote. I want to go there. Good work.
Beautiful, Maire, another gem. It bounces along to your excellent rhyme, and the descriptions you create provide a technicolor road to follow.