(Description of a desired place, inspired by a friend that shares the same.)
Brian's Garden
Winding and low, weaving
Fresh aroma of cedar crisp
Crunch pebbles in earth-tone array
Liquid music, around and under
And solitude, ah, solitude
Can be heard
Meander we
Whether alone
Or with accompaniment we find
Either stance available
Due to the presence
Of peace
The essence of more
In the midst of less
That is revealed
In and around
Through and about
The aroma and the sights
The sounds and the silence
Of Brian’s garden Zen.
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