Sanctuary

Somewhere is a garden,
Luscious and green.
A well defined path,
Warmed by sun’s light.

The fresh smell of rain,
A slight calming breeze.
A beautiful river,
Sparkling and pure.

A bright open meadow,
Butterflies flitting nigh.
Trees stretching to heaven,
Birds singing gaily.

A fountain shimmering,
Splashing delicate tears.
The hope of a rainbow,
Climbing above clouds.

The sweet melon,
Of paradise lost.
The storm clouds afar;
Lightning beyond the realm.

An urging hunger,
Prolonged within mankind.

~Alex Lynn Christensen