The Garden

I dreamt I found a garden that grew rows of love and hope.
Nestled by a mountainside and nurtured by its slope.
Hordes of gorgeous butterflies would pollinate the yield
of all the lovely flowers growing in that sacred field.  

Adjacent was a playground where the kids would come to play.
Sheltered from the fear of harm that children face today.
The people lived in harmony where hope and love abound.  
Nowhere was a word of anger ever to be found.  

Governed by the concept, only common sense should rule.
Strengthened by curricula their kids were taught in school.
People gave all that they could and took what they may need.
There simply was no envy and there was no place for greed.  

Actors never felt the need to spew words of advice.
Since acting was the job they had, then acting would suffice.
The people had opinions and were welcome to their choice.
But bias and corruption couldn’t be allowed a voice.  

This is how the village lived from now until forever.
Simple is the plan that seems to always come together.
Wouldn’t it be wonderful and peaceful as it seems?
If only we could live the life we find within our dreams.