DREAM GARDEN
From chaos
Now your garden grows
Around a path
That no one knows.
It, too, is new
And frames your home
In symmetry
Of perfect form.
Stones placed with stones
Polished by streams
That tumbled down
To feed your dreams.
Placed here between
A rose and tree,
A wishing well
For all to see.
New trees reach limbs
Toward the sky
Framed by flowers
To please your eye.
And, here, a swing
For children’s play
Or idle time
You’ll while away,
As gently swaying
To and fro,
You plot to make
Your garden grow.