Featured Poet | Sue Borg
Garden of My Heart
Eyes close
world disappears.
I cross the threshold
into the garden of my heart.
The sweet perfume
beckons me to stay awhile
in the silent still fragrance
to relax in the gentle sway
of the universe.
I can rest here
bask in womb-like warmth
dance among the flowers
hear angels sing
be loved
be loving
be love
be
Sue Borg
October 2001
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