Mandi Ducroq

The Garden Of My Soul

I take a walk throught the garden of my soul
It has been too long since I've done that
I find the gate into the garden is rusty and difficult to open
The pathway almost obscrued by weeds and grass

I remember a time when taking that walk was beautiful
I remember beautiful flowers, waterfalls, well tended hedges
I remember sunlight, moonbeams and twinkling stars

Now it all seems ugly and uncared for
How did this happen?
How did I stop tending my soul?
How did I hand over the precious task of keeping it beautiful to others?

How could I trust others to tend my garden?
And now I walk, getting scratching by weeds
Looking for something of beauty in a once beautiful soul

And there, in a corner is one beautiful flower
Struggling to survive in this barren, ugly wasteland
Reaching for the sun, surviving against the odds

I go over, tears streaming down my face
My heart breaking for what I've done
The pain and destruction to this once beautiful place
And as my tears fall, I watch as the flower seems to get stronger
Giving me strength

I look around, I remember the beauty,
I look at that flower and I know
I know in this bruised, hurt and neglected soul
There is still a glimmer of hope
If this one flower can survive, so can others
It is up to me

I turn and walk out and as I walk
I make a decision
A decision to restore my sould to it's former beauty
To nurture it, to tend it, to be gentle and patient with it
To never hand over it's precious care to anyone else

I will visit the garden in my soul regularly
I will bring it gifts of love and kindness,
Water it with my laughter and tears
And get rid of the weeds
Plant new and beautiful flowers
And take pride in it as it grows
And becomes a place I love to visit again

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 3, 2007
Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 22, 2011

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Comments about The Garden Of My Soul by Mandi Ducroq

  • Pablo Forever (5/7/2008 5:13:00 PM)

    It is an encouraging poem... things might have been neglected but it is never too late.

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  • Mystical Dreams (4/3/2007 10:10:00 AM)

    very beautifully written.... a reminder for many who have forgotton their own souls.....

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