Gloria’s secret garden

June 19, 2009 12:25 pm

I ran away

To her secret garden

Pine needles and leafy cover

Potted plants and nurtured ground

A place soaked by love found

Attention and care of a mother

Conversations for sure

But a wounded spirit better still

Vulgar words that heal

One place that is real

Most are ready not to receive

Nothing forced will be perceived

Only wind, water, and sun will allow it to grow

The perfect pleasure of being known

Respect for age for sure

But the art of life mediates pure

You only can take a little at a time

Surprise is the messenger of sublime

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