Saturday, January 13, 2018

In your garden

Wherever you go
in the darkest or brightest
of places you may not even know
you are with me, under my behest

when you cease to escape and submit
in your space, miracle becomes a habit

whatever you do
in the absence or presence
of others around you
with you I bond in every sense

when you cease to escape and submit
in your space, miracle becomes a habit

whatever you think or speak
with you or with others anywhere
I build the words pronounced or bleak
with you, I’m always there

when you cease to escape and submit
in your space, miracle becomes a habit

from your birth to your death
I’m with you in every single breath
once you know this for certain
bliss will reside in your garden.

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