This Garden Holds Millions of Rich Colors, a sonnet.

This Garden Holds Millions of Rich Colors, a sonnet.
©2012 Marcus James Christian, marcusunlimited


This garden holds millions of rich colors.
Far more than flowers fill this bright garden.
This is a place where good feelings blossom,
where the path always finds a gentle hill.
I am not opposed to dark cityscapes,
where obsidian towers scrape the sky;
beauty is a muse which finds all places;
Young trees love square protective enclosures.

It is amazing - to be distracted;
here we were in this colorful garden,
accompanied by lively humming birds,
and to the city I took our wild thoughts.
Small riverside stones were perhaps to grey,
and thus they reminded me of concrete.