The gardens of the Soul ~ a poem

Come, my friend

Let’s play in the gardens

Of the Soul.

Let’s jump into

The rabbit hole

And look at how

Planets and other things

Came to be.

Let’s remember how

We descended from

The stars

Before time was born.

I am your senses,

You are my mind.

I am your steps,

You are my path.

I am your longing,

You are my home.

I am your joy,

You are my friend.

In the gardens

Of the Soul

Words have no place

Nor meaning.

Let’s keep silence

And watch the show

Of our moving hearts.

©️A. Garden, May 2019