The Magical Garden: Dream or Reality?

Paradise lures from afar.

I discovered a garden, where the lilies and chrysanthemums flutter. A place where I can quench the thirst of my soul, and rest from the noonday sun. I am safely cocooned in this wonderful dwelling.

Fairies roam this garden, whispering secrets into my ear; unlocking great truths. Fountains water the garden, while birds of bright colours sing sonnets from tree branches.

Flowers as beautiful as the draperies in a palace, rest on my neck like jewels.

Whenever I find myself in this magical world, I feel the sky is my springboard, and soon I will dine with the angels.

In this garden, my essence fills my body, and the chirping birds and insects excites me, as a mare excites the stallions of a king’s chariots.

I realised there is no greater lesson than being human; a state where all your flaws are exposed. So, I have decided to make this garden my abode. Here, I feel flawless.

My thoughts are cradled by the streams of flowing water. How the honeycombs and wild flowers delight me, and my strength is restored.

In this world, I don’t need to hide in the crevice of a wall. For this is where my soul is free.

Note: When you live in an imaginary world, it becomes quite difficult to tell what is real, and what’s not.

Slowly, reality creeps in. I realised it is time to leave this fantasy world, and face the real world.

Would you rather spend your life, awake, facing challenges, than being asleep in the safety of a dream?

The choice is yours.