Blind Part 2: Garden of Love

[Dema]

For the Day-Dreamer lies Dream-Lands there wonders lie beyond your eyes!
As you walk through thorn entrance,
into rose Garden of Love, made from doves above!
Each flower has her own sent, consents you into her ascend!
Some are multicolored , others single-color roses,
they grow next to Oasis. With diamond-hearts full of luxury
Divine in kindness and equality to all that bends!
Transcendent in love and radical selflessness dresses the roses.

You are clothed in ripped clothes with holes.
Hunger burns in your eyes and emptiness screams in your stomach.
Your kind thoughts are like sun-shines perceive sumptuous beauty
or thorns of cruelty, maybe only find one in million among the sweetest-dolls!

The gardens stretch as vast as endless shadows of the nights-lights
and constellations geometrically shaped and aligned precisely with the perimeters of the lands
As you focus on each and everyone at the Time with your deep gratitude.
You wake their inner-silence and make them hiss the words,
you would miss. The richness of the giant-love-roses like untangling the knots in this multitude.
if you find her among these doses? With your despairing attitude,
you shall pick the one as long as the one picked you, being the one under the "old-Sun."