Too Wonderous is the Garden
©Tanya Lawson

Too wonderous is the garden…
To truly speak the language of this flower
I must quiet myself to a whisper and listen

Calm the voice that speaks too loud
Still the noise that spills to long
Cease to overwhelm, trim the foilage
Move a few pebbles

Touch delicately the gentle bud
Breath softly the fragrance of love
Linger long…toil gently

Too wonderous is the garden
I shall merely admire today
I will listen to the flower speak to me
And watch…and breathe