As I wander in the garden, the moon blinks its shine,
The light illuminates, as I sip on red wine.
Remembering times of past.
When all was easy, fortunes cast.
The roses bloom, a faintly red.
In their stillness of the garden bed.
The bees they swirl, with wings a buzz.
Eternal nectar, just because.
And the black, black sky,
Approaches like a shadow flies.
Each reflection, like a copy cat,
A silhouette of ravens cast.
For in the night, the creatures bite,
And hide in spaces without light,
Each step, closer ever more.
Centuries in a world implored.
Hearts of blood, beating pure.
I’ll walk and walk in my garden lore.
Under the dim night of the sky therof,
My soul ignites, my hearts in love.
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This poem speaks from darkness and its alur. It is seductive in its shadows and feels peaceful. Nicely written
Thanks again for your interpretation. :)))
You are most welcome
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