It's been raining in Sydney for the past few days. In a bout of cabin fever, I decided to go out and take some photos in the rain. By the time I finished, both me and my camera were soaking wet.
I dreamt of a secret garden full of wondrous flowers.
I followed a path that may lead me there.
The road twisted to avoid a plant.
Round and round I turned until I was lost.
Which way should I go - left, right, or forward?
I found a chair and sat down exhausted.
Suddenly, I spied a water fountain and drank from it.
Suddenly everything became clear.
I now know the way.
I can see the road ahead of me.
I found another seat, full of fallen jacaranda flowers.
The garden was truly filled with wondrous flowers.
Even in the rain, they blossom.
I took a photo on my camera.
It soon became dark, and I had to leave.
I used the flowers to guide me out.
Now all I have is a faded memory.