Picasso's clouds sprinkled in the sky <br />and below them <br />ducks that laugh as <br />they search for the hidden sun. <br />The playful sheep, <br />White clouds of the earth, <br />Jump invisible obstacles <br />And speak a calming language <br />That can be heard only by those <br />who are willing to understand, <br />while the soul makes peaceful journeys, <br />as it discovers this hidden garden of Eden <br />over and over again. <br />At the borders of this Paradise <br />there is the sea.. <br />No words to be said, <br />just watch it for infinite hours <br />and the secrets of life will be revealed..<br /><br />Ivy Christou<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cornwall/
