Epiphanies of light emerge in the garden
Of dreams. There's a merging of what is and what seems.
There's a fluttering of birds and magical wind.
There's a profusion of colours from gold to green.
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Four lines of delight and no pun intended. An engaging and beautifully laid out poem Dominic full of life. 10++ and added to my treasure chest for repeated viewing. Many thanks and I wish you well sir.