About A Garden
About A Garden1 min 203 1 min 203
My soul is a garden
And probably yours too
"How does this garden grow?", you ask
But the answer to this, I don't know.
But don't plant perfect painted Daisies
All in the row;
So flowers that are wild
That reach towards the sky
In brilliant imperfect tangles.
Let the showers if love rain down
And quench their thirst
Blazing Ray's of sunshine
Upon this heaven.
Share with the world
Your untamed unruly spectacular
Share the light
With this dark black world.
Believe that there is still light in you.
Even when the deep darkness
From your fingers
Is the only thing that you can grasp
Even when the sun is a distant
And the cyclical thudding in your chest
Shakes the rhythm of your belly
Until the only thing, you can think is
No one loves me,
No one will ever love me,
Even then remember,
That you are mostly water,
And even though water sometimes drowns
It also gives life, quenched thirst
And always remembers to come to
Just like you
Bravely returning to yourself
Remember, even on the days that
You don't feel like days
And the nights that breathe fire
That you are not your worst piece.
You are brightness you are light.
On my skin, water in my hair
My lips on hi, my hands on him
His touch on my cheek, his mouth on my
Neck, speaking words of pleasant despair.