Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Retreat

In the garden
I can be me.
I can relax.
I don't have to pretend to be normal
Or fake happiness.
No plastic smiles stick on my face.
Social skills optional; the tomatoes want water, not conversation.

In the garden
I have no deadlines.
I can slowly pour the water onto the plants
Letting the moisture sink into the soil
Nourishing the plant roots below
and
Encouraging growth above ground.

In the garden
I can hold entire conversations in my head
No one need know what I'm thinking
Indeed, the talk is quite dull to most.
In the garden, my thoughts are my own
Until I decide to share them, if I share them at all.

A small plot of ground,
My garden is my retreat.
When I need a break.

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