Garden

You are a body that grows flowers. A sacred garden. Your vulnerability paints kindness And gentleness. You smell of charity; desires to only Regal the earth beauty till you wither. You, be nourished with the tears of the rain! And rely upon the unfolding of more blooms! No. Do no let anyone ravish you. Ask first. Are you committed to sit with me Through all the seasons? In the meantime, be the most charitable Garden for everyone to behold. Be kind and gentle. Be beautiful! It will be a flowery death.

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Scott Thirtyseven

Date: 7/26/2016 9:34:00 AM

That last line strikes like a flash of brilliant red rose.

Hija De La Luna
Date: 8/20/2016 8:02:00 AM

Thanks, Scott!

Phil Capitano

Date: 5/6/2016 7:37:00 AM

Very nice, Daughter of the Moon, I will sit in your garden through all seasons if you recite to me your lovely poetry.

Hija De La Luna
Date: 5/7/2016 5:26:00 AM

Thank you for the visit and the beautiful words, Phil. It warms my heart to know that you would be willing to sit in my garden and hear my poetry :)