Divine

What a wondrous thing

To wander through a garden.

Deftly led by its creator.

To watch those loving hands caress floral finery.

See a place through another’s eyes.

Bathe in coaxed colours and textures,

Swaying branches bedecked by leaves, as if coral

Deep within a reef.

Finding pleasure in every twisting turn of treble clef creepings.

All in Summer blooming. Smelling divine.

 

© Tom Tide 2016

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