Two Nights in the Garden in May I’ve Spent. #thatcuriousloveofgreen
Two nights in the garden in May I’ve spent, From haze of sunset, until a full bright moon appeared over the tree tops.
I thought the birds would break their hearts with singing.
The garden is an amphitheatre.
It is the venue, the audience, and the performer.
The play is joyous and gentle.
I am surrounded in beauty, earthly, profound, celestial.