Today... my world, in my waking dream

It's warm, 

and green, 

and steamy, 

and quiet.

I wander aimlessly, 

a lost balloon
taken by wind
floating in a sea of white
and blue.

 I mingle with clouds 

so unlike them and

so the same

Exploring, watching, feeling.

I move through my green world

My precious garden 

I love you so.

Lush, green, and glowing...

It knows me.
I, both father and son

I feel life blooming.

My thoughts flowing and dreaming

 of tomorrow, of today. 

There is little emotion ... 

I am calmness, I am stillness, 

a breeze whispering through the soul. 

I like these moments.

My secret garden
of the soul

where I live

my waking dreams.