in the gentle wisps of summer breezes.
The dusky fragrance of lavender, lilies, and roses
suffuses my heart with peace.
I'm at one with my world,
summer-hatted and Alice-blue-gowned...
beneath silver-white clouds.
In the shaded nooks of my healing garden,
I imagine butterfly visions and dragonfly dreams.
My steps turn toward my dream cottage,
around the bend in the woods. And there,
I paint all things beautiful. - ATB