Garden Ease
Ah. the garden, our restful haven bringing
ease of soul to weary minds, a place of
solitude and longing. It is a benediction
of nature's devising, a rescue, an escape
from the mind's toil and the burdens
that life imposes. There we seek the
comfort of nature's kind embrace
the nurturing we so keenly seek in
the confidence it will be found in that
place where minuscule creatures of the
air find solace just as we do, sharing
with us the poetry of divine fragrance
the loveliness of vibrant petals inviting
bees and butterflies, hummingbirds and
beetles to its generous bosom of plenitude.
A serene place it is, restful and gracious
even yet exciting the senses with its
sensuous appeal of languorous beauty
where we turn toward our inner selves
and find there a reflection of the grace
the garden invokes, overriding and
easing the bruises of existence, inviting
us to linger until the peace we sought in
the garden's all-encompassing capacity
to pacify the beast of stress has lifted.
Thursday, July 26, 2018
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Poetry
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