Winter Garden
Taken as a whole,
The garden is disheveled --
Decay everywhere,
Branches broken,
Leaves yellow with frostbite,
Plants dead after too many icy nights.
Yet my eyes search out and find
The green shoots,
The new flowers in defiant spring color,
The summer blossoms that refused to give up.
Are they offering forgiveness
For not having cleaned up the leaves when they fell,
For not having given the limbs some support,
For not having protected what was fragile?
Will the colors still shimmering in my heart
Remind me only of what I failed to do
The garden is disheveled --
Decay everywhere,
Branches broken,
Leaves yellow with frostbite,
Plants dead after too many icy nights.
Yet my eyes search out and find
The green shoots,
The new flowers in defiant spring color,
The summer blossoms that refused to give up.
Are they offering forgiveness
For not having cleaned up the leaves when they fell,
For not having given the limbs some support,
For not having protected what was fragile?
Will the colors still shimmering in my heart
Remind me only of what I failed to do
Or will they offer me
That same forgiveness?
That same forgiveness?
-- meganthemegan 2/11/2007
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