Gregory Allen Uhan - The Garden

Wading past the threshold...
I step outside
to rejoin the earth...
make up for lost time....

...Knolls and Hillocks rolling out...
royal carriages of robust... opulent green...
...Carpet of lush verdant velvet sprawling
...far as the eye can see!

Phantom tundra thundering silently overhead...
great grey ivory glaciers floating through the arctic azure sky!
Frothy cascade of cumulo-cotton blanketing halcyon-blue horizon!

Engulfed by the floral bounty,
I feel a shift at the core of my being!

Aplomb! ... Agog! ...gadding about,
I traipse along the cobble stone.

O the informal pathway!
In its jagged unvarnished Perfection -
I see for the first, all likenesses:
Personalities Stories Characteristics of woman, of man
etched on the face of the hardened surface.

Unwonted! Unworldly! Vernal Fertility!
Springs solar solace!
Alacrity in the air!
Au naturale perfumes!
Effulgent sun-struck foliage!

In our garden...
...Enraptured...Carefree...
the garden
we sowed mended groomed
our hands our trowel our sweat
our toil our care

This garden
once flourished under
the tender bloom of our affection;
brought up, raised in perfect affinity...
Every petal Every sapling Every node
Every mottled panicle...
still possessing a fragmented
piece of your jeweled essence...

Poppies shine like day-glow rubies!
Violet irises possessing ingenious depth!
Morning glories Blue as Neptune's aura!
O! the unadulterated Gardenias