Versailles....

One spring a few years ago I entered the gates for the first time. The gates to the Gardens; The Gardens of Versailles. Bigger and grander than I even knew. Angelic marble statues of men and women lined the paths to the pretty fountains. The air was crisp and the new leaves sounded like the earths breath as they brushed each other. Perfect white clouds painted the blue canvas of the sky. Swans gliding in the water and a girl riding a white horse on the trail arched with ancient trees. Was this real? Now, the memory, so distant feels only like nothing but a dream. If heaven were a blueprint of my imagination it would be like the Gardens of Versailles.