this Parallegra de Crystalline poem was written based upon this image-for online poetry class
poem submitted to "Any New Poem" poetry contest, Robert James Liguori, sponsor, 6/30/2026
I walked a flowered path, petals tilting their small faces toward me, as if they recognized the quiet ache I carried beneath my ribs. Above, the canopy arched in slow grace, leaves arranging themselves into a geometry of welcome~ a soft cathedral of green intention. At the path’s end, a door appeared, not built, but revealed~ a thin seam of brightness where the world admitted it had more to say. I stepped through, not knowing what to expect, but found a garden, one shaped from my own unspoken truths~ a place where the air held the weight of everything I had not yet dared to understand. Silence swaddled me, a soft veil instructing me that clarity comes not as an answer but as bold stillness letting truth rise on its own. Light wrapped itself around me, reminding me that wonder is not found but recalled~ a gentle return to the self. I moved deeper, and the canopy thinned into a widening sky. Then I understood. The secret garden was never hidden~ it was only waiting for the moment I dared to open the quiet door inside me. And in that opening, a hush moved through me like a small, luminous truth finally stepping into view. Not a revelation with thunder, but a quiet alignment~ the way light settles when it finds the right angle. I realized then that every garden I had ever sought was simply a moment when I allowed myself to stop rushing past wonder and let it speak.
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