Garden the Heart Part 1

(Where)
Shall we compare our hearts to gardens?
At a place of beauties inner blossoms?
or is Time to slow for those who wait?
will the strangle hold of the passing weeds meet the sweet little seeds
in this twist of fate?

Has Time become to swift with those who know fear?
Perhaps the hearts garden will be made clear by
the sight of swooping birds in he suns delightful turn.
or is Time to short for those who , know,
to rejoice or be destroyed... dance with us in the essence of luck.
Lucky to be alive, living it up, or living up to it, lucky to see what we are made of and find out what we are capable of. lucky.
our renaissance is upon us... it rains on us in an essence of love.

But will there be enough rain to break the spell of arid soil before the next drought?
or is Time to long for those who know their grievances, day in and day out?

(to be continued see Garden the Heart Part 2)