Randall Smith Poet Prose Poetry

Green Gardens

I hear things.....words...and sounds...that I think are real....that wake me up...from dreams.  
It is something so unreal....that I think about how you have told me I am something from a 
past I do not know......it's wonderful for me to think that you have entered into me a world 
asleep....deep inside of me..


Kathryn chanted....on a full moon.....
For a savior....
She knew her Gods would
Not deliver...

Yet she chanted on......

He is not worthy of your love
They told her...
He is a mortal....
A brutal warrior....

Oh mother she cried....
He is but what he is...
A man so giving...
His life is ours not knowing...

So test him they said
If his love is as true
As you say...
We must have proof.

I know him...
I have felt him...
In my heart
I know his love is true...

You are our life
In this world....
Green gardens we have given you....
To keep and protect...

Oh yes..I know the secrets
You bestow...
But love is what I desire
To know....

Child of ours...
Pure of heart and body...
Is the price we ask
Of you...

For our gift of protection...

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