guardians

    
fauna and flora divinity over nature  
within the garden beside the quiet waters  
sitting by the sacred pools  
looking in I see my reflection  
  
blue was the day proceeding over me
her gentle pain was my own  
I see the cares of the day on my face  
 
swirls the water sending ripples through it  
it calms me to watch on as it stills once again  
so it is in the mortal realm  
one drop puts the rest into motion  
inner turmoil...I release to the aether  
 
the trees in the garden are guardians
overseers over my peace  
they carry the weight of the world in their branches  
their boughs bend but never break  
they stand stoic and true  
   
hearer of secrets...    
never to be told to another  
with a hushed rustle of leaves  
I'm at ease in this sanctuary    
my deeper truths safely hidden  
   
while they whisper poetry to me  
and the gentle ripples lull me to sleep  
where I dream...