Sanctuary For My Senses

• Laura Barker, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2010

Gardens filled with sweet dreams,health and quiet breathing.
Small creatures run up rough bark, while birds fly in and out of thick bushes.
The sun gleamed through the trees like spotlights setting the rocks on fire and opening windows to a greener pasture.
Looking beyond the frightned bamboo all huddled in a row.
Trees like warriors pressing the rigid walls with twigs twisting around them, trapped.
Then the breathing grew silent and red roses hung like dripping blood and rustling was heard from above.
I looked into a bed of hope and small flowers opened like chicks about to hatch.
Not knowing what they'ed find in the gardens of tranquility.