for Rose and Arvin
now you have seen
the secret garden
the flowers here
are edible
the seeds life giving
but we do not eat
anything
we do not even chew
any leaf
in here we are cursed
to simply utter
to let time pass
in here we are simply
living on that unseen shape
of awe
on that indescribable taste
of wonder
the stars may be far
as distant as our unfulfilled dreams
but they are always ours
and we are always
their chosen gods.
we shall reign here
on our self-made thrones.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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