a crumbling half-moon of paving
that is mine on the edge of the world - |
| Photo: Martin Huebscher Photography |
our answer to nature's randomness,
crafted substitute for natural happiness,
rafts to get to a haven,
our gentlest way to act like gods.
Each pot of breathing colours
a tiny world
for her -
not in dried remembrance,
but, child's magic, waiting for her
to walk across the grass
and enter now.
| detail of a photograph by Martin Huebscher Photography | |||||||
MIND GARDENS
