Garden Poem by yoonoos peerbocus
Garden
How hard is it to be
in an olive garlanded grove
hinging with dove cots, cooing
under a sensual night's cover
where all that seemed becomes real
when awaken that is just me
tries in vain to coax back
my thought
driven by its own thirst,
wanders for wonder beyond starry folds
to the thrall
of as if my eyes' first landscape
where I am and to me!
This poem is so wonderfully written. So deep and so meaningful. Thanks for bringing it to my notice Sir. I enjoy reading your poems. Very beautiful.10+
Having done so much gardening myself, I see the deep truth in this poem. It makes me remember that I will be dust one day. 'The eternal resurrection is there' as a consolation.
It is unusual to read such words today in a poem. Very sensitive and thoughtful. Thanks for a lovely poem PH friend.
There is something life-changing when one can find the place and time to simply reflect...under the olive tree. Great verse, Yoonoos.
A truly self searching, introspective piece set in metaphorical idiom, a true marvel.
There is a gardener, that's all I know, who is He and where is He, I don't see any other place for Him other than my heart.
an interesting and thoughtful poem of a restless life still wondering? ...….well penned.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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There is such great depth and so much beauty in this poem! Very thought-provoking! Without our spiritual essence, we are nothing. We might as well be robots. Human extensions of modern technology. Yoonoos, thank you so much for bringing it to my attention. Thoroughly enjoyed it! ! !