In A Garden Poem by kite remedy

There was a garden,
inside of me,
decorated by flowers,
and green drapery.
It was not static or tranquil or so quietly,
now that from my chest I heard
and listened to the beat of its silent revelry..

One day I could feel,
when one of the flowers grew ill.
When it came the time,
it withered and dried.
So hard my efforts were to keep it alive.
Yet no sign I saw that it would survive..

The pain was tremendous
when I saw it died.
I wished I could consider
that it was a lie.
Lost hope was too enormous
to be casted aside
from a desperate heart
and a desperate mind..

There was a garden
deep inside of me.
There lived many flowers
and they bloomed fervently.
One day, one flower
died and to Neverland, it left me.
However those which were left
kept on telling me me,
'must you not falter,
from a single tragedy.
Hope exists forever,
though you cannot see.'
And as I fortified myself
with its vivid memory.
The flower which has dithered,
illuminated in front of me..