
Unknowingly,
we cling to the clay
from whence we came –
seeking a Garden
of innocent
simplicity.
In private Edens
we cultivate
precious flowers
evocative blooms-
reminiscent
of Paradise.
Unknowingly,
we cling to the clay
from whence we came –
seeking a Garden
of innocent
simplicity.
In private Edens
we cultivate
precious flowers
evocative blooms-
reminiscent
of Paradise.