I ran as fast as the wind blows,
Dodging the trees and bushes.
Suddenly;
A meadow was upon me,
I stop.
All this wonderful beauty is breath taking.
The sun beating down upon the wild flowers,
The wind blew a sweet smell of dew.
My hair blew back in the wind,
Taking out all the tangles.​

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The flowers stood straight up,
As if nothing in the world could tear them down.
I ran the distance to be here,
Here;
Is where I belong.

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The colors,
The smells,
The sights,
The beauty.

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This is God's garden.
Where the grass is greener than ever,
The dew hangs off every blade.

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This is God's garden,
Where I can be free,
I can let my soul fly.
I have peace,
I have an understanding of a life that shouldn’t be.

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This must be God's garden.