My Secret Garden would have a waterfall
to sing me to dreams
waking into the green riddles of life
My Secret Garden would have kauri pines that hold eagles
that sing in the afternoon and fly away to catch
the bush rats in the cane
It would have roses that can grow in the tropics
and love the rain and feel at home with the hibiscus and the gingers
and geckos and green tree frogs
In my Secret Garden we could all hide in the trees
breathing and seeking
our connection to the earth.
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