Welcome to this garden of subtlety. You are invited to step in and see what lies beneath

the beauty.

Walk through the border of weeping willows that surround the garden.

Hanging low with the burden of a heavy soul, indicating sadness in their majestic beauty.

They whisper their secrets in the small winds of change. As you listen, heed what they

say to you.

Watch closely as the little animals hasten from their trees to the edge of the two pools,

Crystal blue, deep with reflection, the water moves softly as if moved by some

underlying emotion

At night, in the loneliness of the garden, its barriers overflow and water trickles down.

Droplets roll over the mound of flowers, lying in the middle of the garden, smelling of

roses.

These flowers flourish beautifully off the death of the past seasons, indicating growth

where there once was loss.

There is so much that lies beneath the surface of the garden; come, sit, enjoy.

There is a row of wooden benches at the beginning of the garden, welcoming all its

visitors,

Slightly curved and permanently placed for the pleasure of others.

See the beauty and embrace it, but see so much more, comprehend the subtlety behind its

appearance.