Architects of a New Dawn

We’d like to show the side of the world you don’t normally see on television.

Here is something I wrote recently

ENGLISH GARDEN



What a breath, what a whisper is life


That thought deems consequence


With a puff of wind we are gone


I am the tempest


The rain


A wild English garden


Covered with roses


Sweetly smelling


Tossed in the wildness of vines


Enchant you to secret paths


Drink full on beauty


Discovering adventurous child


Lost yet always securely held and found


Rest you in my peaceful embrace


As cares fall away



Some days


Winds blow violently


And rain stain my cheeks with fallen petals


But beauty, life and meaning will be here


Another day


My eyes shining brilliantly
with diamonds in the morning sun


And laughter in my babbling brooks


Sit awhile neath the shade of my willow tree


As doves serenade thee


I will always be growing


Wild yet tamed


Fresh new shoots from


Ancient roots


New blooms replacing those that fade


No two the same


Here you will never grow tired


Always be refreshed


Always be here loved and blessed




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