The Garden of my Heart...a poem
The Garden of my Heart
By Tony DeLorger © 2013
Each bloom, each petal a miracle in expression,
and the garden of my heart an unrivalled potential,
to wield the kindness of a circumspect soul,
untouched by the onerous flaws of human nature.
Yet to unveil this wonder of vast power,
a soul must relinquish all knowledge of itself,
the burden of reason and the cognisance of ego,
to imbibe the pure and perfect universal omniscience.
We are shells of blood and bone laden with cumbersome life,
when within us a seed of perfection awaits consideration,
in a silent, wordless, thoughtless state of flux,
a soul yearns for a path of blissful freedom.
In the silence of being the garden of my heart flourishes,
life's display an endless, breathtaking miracle,
and I, unworthy to till this hallowed ground,
rest in awe of what I could only imagine, within me.
Only in my ineptitude may I find reason to strive for my heart,
to imbue my life with a kind and accepting way,
dismissing all contentious ideals and judgements as impropriety,
and vision my garden often to remind me of life.
For in the darkness of my fears this gardens struggles for survival,
parched from a thoughtless and naive gardener,
who in the rush of tiresome, mindless living,
forgets what lies within.