inside my garden gate
first light
those early hours
true early birds
awakening
this lush May garden
feels so right
such a whirlwind
of plush life
pleasure
without measure
that paradise kind
gently hushed at this hour
still dew
far away
some rushed strife
towering God
bowing here
in this august space
grant me know
majestic mother earth
such gleaming
midst her beaming aura
circling 'round May's beautiful face
this hallowed park and garden
divine birds and plants and animals
lush life without pardon
graceful life and loving
alive and thriving
this sacred human place