She was told it was all fantasy
and all in her head.
“How pathetic. How crazy!
That is exactly what it is.”
So, she placed it right back
where she found it, instead.
Perhaps she was never meant
to see the secret paths
to ethereal garden beds.
The glistening nights, and shimmering water.
The music low that begged of listening.
Where people laughed until their bellies ached
and held hands for long periods.
Perhaps they are only dreams
to be stumbled upon now and then;
Because if no one else can see them
do they even really exist?
-Les'Nspired
