My Garden

There’s a calm in their surroundings and beauty intoxicating

I feel this garden mine enchanted with early morning charm

Eyes weary of mundane existence beholding

A mere glance at flowers that apply a soothing balm

Their gentle movement suggests an invisible touch

Of celestial being that taps their visage,

As if breathing like us, they entice me much

Here then brooding on a beauteous image

Am I thus caught in my morning stroll

Sharing that glimmer with gayety

Conversing and commingling with them all

Though this experience in entirety

Be brief as a moment , extremely small

And to convey it in Brevity

Took but a lengthy scroll .