A garden grows resplendent and fertile
In the hearts of a happy few
To have shared and loved, laughed and cried
The dew of our tears having touched the tender places
Where only the smallest petals
Have opened and closed
Basking in the sun of a verdant smile
Or hiding in the shadows of an overcast gloom
A garden grows
And sends its quiet roots into the singing soil of our souls
Breathe deep…
The rain falls but a moment
And in a moment
Gives life to another day.
(Previously published in Poetry Soul to Soul, Summer 2000)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem