THOUGHT is a garden wide and old <br />For airy creatures to explore, <br />Where grow the great fantastic flowers <br />With truth for honey at the core. <br /> <br />There like a wild marauding bee <br />Made desperate by hungry fears, <br />From gorgeous If to dark Perhaps <br />I blunder down the dusk of years.<br /><br />Bliss William Carman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-a-garden-7/
