The Garden by Peter Reum

From shattering times gone
The present is shaded
We, Reborn, hope flowing
Our fragile souls mending
While we sleep under the Dream Catcher

Trying to forgive, striving to forget
We grow tall hedgerows 'round secrets
Neglecting to mark the path
We took into the garden-
The garden of secrets

Trapped in our maze,
We wandered deeper and deeper
Searching for that Someone...
Who can release us from
The memories driving us
Further into the garden of secrets

Reaching for roses, winter coming
Stung by thorns, afraid to believe
Autumn can be sweet
When Spring's promise and Summer's storms
Flew on while we rested
Under the Dream Catcher

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