Come into the Garden

Solace- this is where it bides
even in the winter gloom
there is a quiet dignity here.

Nothing troubles my mind.
My heart beats softly
within my breast
cares dissipate like breath
on the frosty morning air.

I walk catlike, tail high,
lightly treading between rows
of scarlet dogwood.
Awareness stirs, signs of new growth
the continuation of life
an everlasting promise-

A shaft of sunlight
sparkles through pigeon grey skies
drawing my momentarily rose tinted gaze
to a clump of precocious shoots,

Snowdrops- their pearl heads still hidden within.
Waiting in the wings
for their turn to perform to a winter weary world.

I am happy and in harmony
with nature,
for the moment
shadows in my life retreat.
I am at peace in the garden
still lightly wrapped in dreaming
where, here and there she kicks
back the blanket of slumber
to reveal the tender buds of life.

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