In My Father's Garden
in my father's garden
silver moonlight illuminated foliage and earth
a young girl could feel safe there
safe in the cool mist of the night air
away from the heat and noise of a crowded household
in the garden were freshness, coolness
and spirits to converse with
shadows and dark places beckoned stay
its very soil vibrant with energy
pulsating through sprawling vines
sustaining tall shafts of vegetable life
surrounded by benign strength
protected from intrusion
a young girl could lose herself
then, reeling from its beauty
return to the chaos
carrying in her tender ear
whispers of moonlit mystery
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