The Garden of the gods
When I look upon this mighty form,
I see it as the beauteous storm,
Fashioned with such kingly stones,
Made to the gods' great thrones.
It is the garden of the gods,
Not a place for fools or frauds,
Nor of punishing, nor of rods,
Sacred garden of the gods.
Where truth is myth,
Great tales go with,
Whether it be myth, magic, or scare,
We still see the guarding walls there.
It is the garden of the gods,
Not a place for fools or frauds,
Too sacred for irons, too sacred for rods,
Gorgeous garden of the gods.
~~~Ethan Dorman Eugene Followwill
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