My garden blooms in gold..
Oh butterfly wait for me,
Hum your winged rhapsody.
Gaiety shrouds your flight,
Today nature is enough.
But wait, divine interrupts,
I struggle to give it room.
Serene and sublime,
It borrows my day.
Seeds itself and grows.
Starved and thirsty,
I drink a full cup.
My garden blooms in gold,
I am Queen of my domain.
Remoteness sets in,
I close my door.
Today was mellow adversity.
copyright Es-tee Miller
“My garden blinds me when I can see”… Es-tee
itsallintheviewwithestee 
My garden blooms in gold. What a wonderful phrase. Love it.
Thanks Karin…
Bringing in to Balance your Ying & Yang But where do you want it to happen My old Friend????
Good Day Mr. Oiseau.. ;-)… as you know I don’t spend a lot of time worrying about what tomorrow brings.. I live in the present and the moment. …it works for me. ..ce qui sera sera…xo
hmmm mellow adversity. I like that. x
Rolls off your tongue… nice sound to it.