Walking around a familiar path <br />I hoped and wondered if I would be <br />Let in to my secret garden today <br />Will a gateway open, for just a moment! <br />Would I be quick enough to see it? <br /> <br />Then it appeared suddenly, a wish granted <br />Hidden among the bushes <br />Covered with creepers and thorns <br />Was it always there I wondered <br />Crawling in, with twigs and thorns scraping <br /> <br />Bleeding and scratched <br />But the pain is no match <br />To the beauty that I now see <br />For I am within the secret garden <br />That was once my playground, my special place <br /> <br />I wander gratefully <br />Touching my garden of discovery <br />Relishing the dewy fresh air, laden with bark and leaf <br />Moist earth and many growing things <br />For this heaven may last only a moment <br /> <br />I walk in the mellow light <br />That filters through the canopy of leaves <br />From giant trees that line <br />Its meandering pathways <br />And lead my steps <br /> <br />I relish the feast around me <br />Of nature’s bounty in leaves and birds <br />Chattering squirrels and frolicking dogs <br />Flitting butterflies and buzzing insects <br />Playful and light, the day goes by <br /> <br />Why is it getting darker now? <br />Why does time run ahead <br />Taking with it, my secret garden mist <br />Wiped away by an inexorable hand <br /> <br />But shimmering behind closed eyelids <br />I can still remain, immersed in the beauty <br />Of what was real, just moments ago <br />Before reality and light overtake <br />Echoes of departing beauty and peace<br /><br />Anita Atina<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-secret-garden-7/
