In the garden where thoughts bloom,
imagination’s kiss sweeps the room
a brush of light upon the mind,
a sacred art, a gift to find
It weaves the fabric of the soul,
in vibrant threads, it makes us whole
from dreams to form, it shapes the air,
a creation born of love and care
Intimacy whispers in the space,
where hearts align with gentle grace
it is the breath between the stars,
the pulse that carries us afar
In the dance of thought and desire,
we set our souls alight like fire
a spark ignites, and from it flows,
the river of healing that forever grows–
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