Idyllic garden,
What can I say about you?
Showcasing your beautiful summer,
Enhanced by angular manmade walkways.
Flaunting a wild beauty unparalleled,
Lushness to the brim,
Centered by a stone fountain.
My fingers drawn to touch,
Cold and smooth,
Against the hot sun.
It is here,
I sat,
And wept tears of joy.
For in your garden of eden,
I feel,
The giant trees bend ever so slightly,
To hear the birds sing,
The song of Andalusia.
I see,
The brilliant explosion of lilac hues,
In blooming flowers,
Nestled against fresh greenery,
Luring honey bees.
Then,
As I close my eyes,
The smell of sweet wine,
Swims.
My limbs melt into the ground,
Drunk off the beauty of nature,
I sigh,
In my dazed contentment,
Realizing,
I am alive.