Hope

Its pine, wood and oak I smell
Garden of Eden in which we stroll
Broken humans
Some more well
Creating a soother for my soul

Splashing fountains covered by rays
Giving new hope to broken wings
Feasting on the hurts of yesterday
Only surrounded by glorious things

New encounters with similar specie
Floating into the heat of the night
More involvement with whatever
Unleash me
Rocking the world in all its might

Streams of laughter echoes in here
Smiling faces found balance at once
Watch this space
This place is near
Where hurt gets bottled into dance