Garden Universe Poem by Barry Middleton

The grandest garden is the Universe.
The stars above are like flowers,
and here on earth the breath of life
counts bloom and stars and showers.

Every garden has its spring.
The re-creation of the Universe,
observed through narrow portals,
composes yet another verse.

A breeze exhales in spring,
the breath of all that we call fate.
And in the silver satin night,
the new born stars shall congregate.

For gardens far beyond our view,
are hiding in that stellar cloud.
And everything we thought we knew,
may yet step forth to speak aloud.