|My niece and I share this secret.|
This secret garden travels with me. So old, that the house has long since abandoned it. So quite, that I can hear my heart beat. In summer it exudes a unique, sweet fragrance that placates the nostrils. A vision that defines tranquility.
Across the adjacent field of bright Derwent greens lies a deserted, weather-beaten shepherd's hut that continues to be serenaded by the discordant sounds of cowbells.
My piece of paradise lays hidden in the Swiss Alps. It's exact location? .........That's my secret
A Secret Garden
If there were a secret garden,
What would it comprise?
Fragrant flowers, a babbling brook, butterflies?
Dragonflies, birds, and bees, there would be all of these.
But most of all, within ‘that place’,
Tranquil peace and serenity await;
Ever there for me and you to relax and renew.
So every morning before you start,
Visit the ‘secret garden’ of your heart.