My next poem:Beyond this doorway,I smell the scent of spring,The skies a stark blue,The green garden striking.Beyond this doorway,Beyond the maze of verdure,I see magnificent mountainsWhose peaks clouds cover.Beyond this doorway,The sand's no longer coarse,The path's no longer stony,A simple yet tough course.Beyond this doorway,Lies the path to triumph,After timeless years of toil,I feast my …
The Forgers of Fantasy 