In the Garden of Earthly Delights

In the garden of earthly delights you emerge from your shell into a world of bliss.  You emerge into a laughing world.  You emerge to see a herd of animals in procession.  It is a garden of firsts and beginnings.  It is your first garden.

It is a place of play:  fantastic birds mingling with nude humans copulating on the grass.  You are the one riding the first bird.  And you, you are the one one riding in a bubble on the glassy lake with your son.  You have never known sorrow, you have never known pain.

I see you picking your first apple from a tree bending its limbs to meet you.  I see you kissing your love in a red tent.  You are intent.  You even sing:  My love loves me and all the wonders I see / a rainbow shines in my window / and my love loves me.

An owl looks on, from where you caress him.  He is in the lake this time, not high above, in a tree looking down...  He is wise, yet young.  He is your guardian.  He is looking out, upon a man upsidedown, a man with a strawberry egg between his legs.

You never want to leave the garden, the perpetual spring.  You never want to wake up from this heavenly dream.  It is a heaven, a haven, a heaven.