The Sunday Whirl

Would I steal a glimpse into your joyous garden

Ignore the locks on easy gates

Fall into this space free of troubles

Plant my feet among the creeping stars of jasmine

Or shall I sit in the empty wooden arbor, watching steam curl up from an almost hidden compost pile that seems to breathe life itself.

5 thoughts on “The Sunday Whirl”

weejars says:

February 26, 2023 at 11:59 pm

This is beautiful

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1. rugby843 says:
  
  February 27, 2023 at 8:48 am
  
  Thank you!
  
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Sadje says:

February 26, 2023 at 7:23 pm

So well written my friend

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1. rugby843 says:
  
  February 27, 2023 at 8:49 am
  
  Thanks Sadje
  
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2. Sadje says:
  
  February 27, 2023 at 8:59 am
  
  You’re most welcome
  
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