What if the eyes that knew
saw the garden of Eden.
With walls high and gates locked.
But, every now and then
through a crack in the corners joint
A small mouse limbers through
and he feeds his many thousand
So I dare dream of an elephant
in the blue sun
crushing the the walls and
letting the garden grow
beyond the corners of the Earth.
What if I dream of shoes however?
Shoes built so that
become more tired than the bitter ground
until you can't withstand
to walk another mile in those shoes
Which sheds more light out of the garden?