To the routine meeting?
Or walk with Kay and Jean?
Meetings can wait – life won’t.
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Lonely among gardens,
planned beauty all around –
inner beauties ARE here!
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Hand-carved landscaped gardens –
careful crafted art works,
God’s outworld the real art.
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Swaying wooden bog trail
nature’s palate pulsates
skipping heartbeats feel right.
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Twilight wisping mares’ tails
orange full moon and Mars;
misting eyes, miss her – still.
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Mares’ tails presage rain soon
damping this day’s Eden –
tears and fears and horrors