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Hidden in a Garden...

Posted on March 29, 2014

"The shadows grow longer...

Hidden in the garden; hushed from wind,

Your name is coldly exhaled.

Old oaks groan and bend their heads together;

Whispering secrets.

A fish surfaces in the dark pond,

Blowing bubbles between the lilies.

Is someone listening out there, in the darkness?"

Beck Sian.