Come into my garden and rest with me
While the dew is still clinging to the loins of my fruit
And the coolness of the morning air snaps at your nose

Come into my garden and gaze with me
While the dawn slowly rises to meet the clouds
And creatures of the dark make their way underground

Come into my garden on the first day of autumn
While my heart and eyes blaze like summer
And welcome your earthy scent

Come into my garden and plant beside me
Seeds that bear beautiful seedlings
And our patience times love creates an abundant harvest to share

Desta

“Writing is a potion of devotion, magical, mysterious and mighty” Desta

"Love is like the sea. It's a moving thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from the shore it meets, and it's different with every shore. ”
Zora Neale Hurston