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Secret Garden

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I slipped into her secret garden
and felt the warm doze of bees
settle scarlet in begonias
and heard the tulips brush
their lazy petals against air
gone breezy with April
and the taste of sun rambling
so lost and pale across the sky.
I heard leaves breathe slow
taking their time to awaken
and find the trees stretched
and laughing overhead
and smelled wisteria
damp against her cheek,
bringing summer to her skin
like tiny sparrows.
And I watched her hands
break the new earth with prayers
and span the morning
jeweled with dew and roses,
her face blooming rare
and glowing on the grass.
For Victoria
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AlecBell's avatar
The secret of the garden is in its longed for fertility. Artful music,as always, Brendan :sun: