There are no bounds in my walled garden.
The wall is there, white, covered in bougainvillea,
Crimson, purple, flowering non-flowers.
The plum tree and the orange with its blossom flanks it,
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Well, it sounds as if you live in Paradise-physically, but very much in a spiritual sense too.
I found the descriptions and the music of the poem beautiful, gorgeous.
I was not sure about the meter...sometimes it seemed to be regular, other times not.
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Well, it sounds as if you live in Paradise-physically, but very much in a spiritual sense too. I found the descriptions and the music of the poem beautiful, gorgeous. I was not sure about the meter...sometimes it seemed to be regular, other times not.