The Garden
Through the window
I see the morning dew
I feel your sunlight
the wind chimes and birds chirp
buds fill the branches
The morning spring light
nourishes the blossoming -
flowers and my soul
The breeze brings
the first fragrance
of freshly bloomed flowers
bringing vibrant colors to the earth
watching clouds float and shape-shift
perfect for bare feet and day dreams
I sit in silence, unmoved
two little birds were chirping loudly
playing in our garden
chirping to their friends
I hear their wings flutter
and dance in the bird bath
the flowers you water pray for you
the birds you feed pray for you.
The poem wasn’t written in one sitting. It started as three haikus in response to some April prompts. In June I wrote a garden poem. I noticed one stanza had the same line as one of the haikus:
"Enjoy the little joys
the breeze brings wind chimes and birdsong
watching clouds float and shapeshift
perfect for bare feet and day dreams."
I edited out the above lines to remove redundancy. All the pieces had similar themes of spring and the garden that I combined it together for one longer piece.
stay inspired,
Fida
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