A SECRET KEPT IN A GARDEN
A secret kept in a garden is embedded with
thorns and petals
go near you will smell eggs, manure
and ambrosia
hear piercing Alsatian fangs as it inserts into human flesh
sweet blood dripping sweat
All roars halt in a tunnel to the garden
every negation in abeyance
no escape to any delta or wonder calm
if you cannot withstand rapid lightnings of successive strikes at wrought iron gate of
a garden where a secret lies
With incisors at large seek out the secret clear
as transparency expands there is no fear
dancers Shaku Shaku across dusty towns
where a thousand marimbas are heard
while moringas grow straight and strong
with amarula in a tiny glass on a cold window sill
Focus on the secret’s scrolls in a garden
its engravings before you in wind float
as you plough askew in a battered tractor
trample a present moment in holy garden
sending chills up spine erect
Insist on one breath alone
a wordless word through no windscreen
looming large across the continent makwaya music ripples across a crocodile back
as hot bellies rise and fall
crane flowers open silently upon Sibebe Rock
watching a puff adder gliding past
the secret kept
in an aloe and wild orchid garden
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