Meditation: a Poem

A portion of my meditation garden is re-created in my yard
A portion of my meditation garden is re-created in my yard | Source

My Secret Garden

 'Tis but a short walk right through here....

          a few steps down the flagstone path,

                    I walk where willows sway.

Around the brush, I climb a hill,

          and gather cones from under pines.

Over yon a brooklet falls

          keeping carefree time to the music that it plays.

Below the fall, a fawn has stopped

          to sip the crystal drops.

Deeper still, this garden goes

          to a place where the redfern grows.

Sitting down upon a stump,

          I hear a cheery song,

                    as light of heart,  I rise to leave.

I come here once most every day and see

          a thousand sights--unchanging; everchanging.

No trespass can despoil this spot,

          no dangers does it know.

You see, the gate is locked:

          my mind,

                    the only key.

 

© 1-1990  (rev) 4-15-93 C. Elizabeth Carl

© (rev) 5-6-10 C. Elizabeth (Carl) Elias

 

 

 

© 2010 DzyMsLizzy

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alternate poet 6 years ago

this is very nice! I normally don't like bringing in archaic speech and fawns and the like - but you seem to fit them all into your garden with simple ease, congrats on a nice poem.


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SwanofWar 6 years ago from In My Imagination

I remember reading the book The Secret Garden. I loved that book.


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Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

A beautiful and vivid description of a 'mind place'. Thank you for sharing! WB


Christine B. 6 years ago

Very Nice, Lizzy. I like this one a lot.


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yellowstar2000 6 years ago from WestCoast Florida

I really loved this. You are a gifted poet to be sure, and thank you for sharing your secret garden with us, it brought to mind my own tropical hideaway.


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DzyMsLizzy 6 years ago from Oakley, CA Author

@alternate poet--nothing archaic here; you may be confusing fawns (baby deer) with fauns (ancient Roman mythological goat-man rural dieties). ;-)

@SwanofWar--interesting--I have never read that book. Glad you liked my poem.

@Wayne Brown--Thank you so much!

@Christine B. Thanks, Christine! ;-)

@yellowstar2000--Thank you so much! I am glad my word pictures were meaningful to you.


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DreamerMeg 2 years ago from Northern Ireland

Love this! Beautiful poem. Uses "old" language but it really draws a picture in your mind and I ended up being glad that this garden could never be despoiled.


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DzyMsLizzy 2 years ago from Oakley, CA Author

Hi, DreamerMeg,

Thank you so much for your praise of this poem. It's always been one of my favorites. I'm delighted you enjoyed it so.

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