“Divine Gardner”

Divine Gardener

I am the garden earth –

limbs of mucky soil outstretched

I am the solemn, watching moon –

ripening lushness, light anew

I am the twirling, sparkling stars –

dancing head over heels ‘til dawn

I am the fidgety night critters –

who holler, yawp and trill

I am the whispering, waving grass –

emerald garment dappled in dew

I will myself be still

as gentle hands

extract stubbornness

and pride,

gently root out

distrust, fear and

impulsiveness

weeds

shaken and tossed

away

-Tara L. Carnes

“Divine Gardner” Snapdragon: A Journal of Art & Healing 5.1 Spring 2019.  Web.