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