Gardens

 Smoothing out our imaginative ideas

caressing our thoughts

stoking up the ash in our hearts fire of remembrance

Therein lies the desired wanton conundrum that we fear..
it's ending before it's awakening on loves ebb and flow
our souls finding shelter together out of the storm.

Knowing
this tempest will be the very thing we have to embrace
if our desires for togetherness be built up on strength
and commitment in our hearts tranquil garden away from
the world and it's thunderous cloud

              For this is what we do            
and we do not fear its coming.