A GARDEN OF LOVE

They search for atonement and find it not.
They dig into the esoteric texts,
  memorize them,
  but do not see the garden.

They miss
  where the lovers are making love
  in a great union of ecstasy.

  They borrow ladders to put up
against the wall,
to peep into another world
   to have a glance of such nakedness,
   such passion.

The ladder breaks down,
  the wall crumbles
  under the heavy moans of lovers.