The Heart's Workshop

An abode for everything, A home made in us, A place where we permute and select, There we create and assemble. A place in the deep, There we sow and reap, There the tools are laid down, Our hands make their choices. A place where dawn chauffeurs its elements, We're caught in different moments, The unseen takes its shelter, Gloom and bloom desire a room. A place where roses are grown, Shrivelled by the scorching sun, The garden is a shadow of itself, Anticipating an awakening. April 1, 2023.