Islands in a garden of dreams

I walk the garden of a friends
And amaze at how well thrives
A suburban backyard desert
In the late hours of day before sunset
Where with long shadows and chirping birds
I fancy myself a winged creature in a past life
A fairy or humingbird
Flitting from frond to island frond
Of serpintine squash archipelago ferns
Drinking the nectar from flower chalices
As I tour this simple magical premise

Deep inside my heart

Deep inside my heart
There's a secret, sacred charge
One that calls me through all time
One that leads me to myself
I hear you in the night
I feel you in my soul
I cry out for you
And hear the echos of our promises
They guide me through this life
They draw us closer still
And when we meet again
I know
It will be the way its always been