The Secret Society

This secret, unseen garden is ours
alone representing a covenant with
nature permitting us the privilege of
imagining and planting then nurturing
and enjoying what has become our 
hidden gem for our eyes alone to
admire and pamper, to dreamily 
perambulate, an evanescent, living
and thriving hermitage of colour and
form, the very texture of which sends
us into rhapsodies of praise, a space
unknown to those oblivious of its
presence. A landscape of our own
where sun and wind and rain are
familiar, the garden residents eagerly
responding to their prompts to flourish
achieving an accord of pride in their
symbiosis, from the architecture of
the trees to the support of the shrubs
and the succession of flowering
attracting bees and butterflies, birds
brilliantly singing their praise of
the random elements, charming our
senses glorifying this, our garden.