~ sometimes . . .
~ when the moon shines through your window
~ or light strikes unexpectedly
~ it pulls you back into memories
~ you may pass by an old garden
~ or a dilapidated shed
~ hidden behind a crumbling wall
~ an ancient shrine guarded by fallen stones
~ yew and briar barring your way
~ you may feel that behind that wall
~ or through the tangle of old twigs
~ something secret is happening
~ quietly mysterious yet magnificient
~ if you happen to creep through
~ you will behold a magical contentment ~
~ namaste ~ ♥ ~
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