The very word itself is inspiring; it conjures up in my mind a world of infinite wonders that I can only marvel at. Wonders that my head remind me that nature does not revolve around me, but around a vast universe of possibility. For whether I acknowledge it or not, Mother Nature and all her diverse energies will continue to exist long after I have evaporated into the sand of earthly time. She will continue to vibrate at her own frequency ever evolving and enhancing her beauty until she metamorphosis into the star she is meant to be.
The poems and writings on this site and within my books are purposely simple and are meant as building blocks to deeper thoughts (yours not mine). They are reminders of things that in time have been overlooked or forgotten.
Please accept these little ramblings as signposts to the world you might have left behind in the innocence of yesterday
The Hanging Gardens Of Babylon P.O.M January 2026.
I will never get to see the Hanging Gardens of Babylon, but the Laburnum Arch at Bodnant Gardens North Wales is very impressive.
I stopped on the road to Babylon
To catch up with my breath
And sit beside the Euphrates
To wash my feet and rest
My search was almost over
For there not far away
Lay a thing of total wonder
The Gods had built one day
A garden of such beauty
It rose up to the sky
Tiered in many sections
With vines that caught the eye
Beyond them rows of flowers
In colours bright and clear
Radiating welcomes
For insects all to hear
I gathered up my journal
And made a steady climb
To wander in the glory
Of a place of such divine
It’s then I saw the Angels
Drifting through each row
Talking to the gardeners
Who helped the gardens grow
It’s then it overwhelmed me
The view before my eyes
The doorway into heaven
That beckoned me inside
I wandered through its portals
Enveloped by Gods love
Within the hanging gardens
Of a past that’s lost for good.
PTT 04.08.17
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I have a firm belief in angels and feel them around me all of the time, especially when I need an extra bit of help in making decisions
Also, as I get older, I have a much better appreciation of the beauty of Mother Nature and enjoy nothing more than to sit in my garden and let her overwhelm me with her many gifts
The poems and writings on this website are reflections of my thoughts on various subjects, as they wander through my mind
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