Somewhere br there is a verdant, green and sunlit glade br o'erhung by ivy, kissed by violets br where Bella Donna sweeps a bow br to passing Star of David br Where sweet Wild Garlic fills the air at dusk br and Heart's Ease shyly compliments the setting sun br br how many hearts have tried to find their way br to the Garden of the Wild Wild Rose? br br And at its heart a green-blue pool br home to lily-life and croaking frog br glinting like a bride's diamond in the gentle light br while white bindweed strokes the side br of rush-filled shallows br a surface still and smooth br mirrors back the cloudless sky br br a perfect minute of eternal silence br in the Garden of the Wild Wild Rose br br The ravens in their lofty tops br the robin her shady bower both hear the whisper br light as air, the tiny breath that stirs the grass br the beating of a mayfly's wing br the storming of a butterfly br the gossamer touch of fairies br br the movement of a tiny soul br coming home to the Garden of the Wild Wild Rose br br one petal of the silver rose br floats like a child's dream towards the pool br settling on the clear waters like a chaste kiss br so soft it barely moved the air br yet like the leap of Salmon from its wake br a thousand ripples spread across a lake. br br The value of all living things is seen br in the Garden of the Wild Wild Rose.