The Small Garden

Think of this site as
you might think of the world.
(Finger a globe
with your eyes closed.)

This is the warm planet you'll
return to. A resting spot
you'll grow wise in, as
the years shape a comfortable
lover from your body.

When you sit here
with the sun on your palms,
imagine other gardens
through time.

It's strange the power this place
allows you, even when
you're dressed like autumn.

You'll turn the earth,
you'll dream of the harvest,
and at spring, the soil
will warm as you touch it.

I can see you now
on fine mornings,
rising early
to join the ecstasy —

Your small garden.