Garden

Chokeberry bush is gardens’ heart and soul As it grows proud and tall It produces barriers that can be eaten whole Or can be made into juice and liquor during fall The grape winding vine From which we make wine The wine tastes divine And its smell is very fine Black and white currants are like pearls of the sea Even simple gooseberries about them have certain majesty Raspberry like red diamond of African steps glowing mysteriously Strawberry here now gone tomorrow remind one how quickly time will flee When wind will blow in orchid time will cease And all paradoxes also cease The awareness of soul will increase And alleviation of troubled heart will put spirit at peace Wild rose queen of all flowers with wall will be aligned One could spot it even if he was blind Fallowing the divine smell and taste it leaves behind It reflects the greatest divination of greatest form sublime and undefined