Garden in Gold

My garden blooms in gold..

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

About redcontroversy

I'm a stargazing,skywatching,storm loving, sungazing addict. Environmentalist, political blogger, professional photographer, writer, artist...my favourite quote is: "If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive". ~ Eleonora Duse ~ ...my soul is definitely alive.
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6 Responses to Garden in Gold

  1. Karin says:

    My garden blooms in gold. What a wonderful phrase. Love it.

  2. le Ousieau Bleu says:

    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

  3. tazzzzzzzzz says:

    hmmm mellow adversity. I like that. x

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