Sunday, January 22, 2017

In the Garden of Dead Leaves



author's note:

A poem for our Winter season.


IN THE GARDEN OF DEAD LEAVES

The garden of dead leaves taught me:

beneath the surface
of that stagnant black pond
rich life multiplies.

The garden taught me:

slow decay in the shadow
will suddenly blossom into
circles of pink mushroom.

The garden told me:

don't worry--
you're exactly where you need to be...

© 2017, Michael R. Patton
Searching for My Best Beliefs: a poetry book

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