The Center Shifts (Thursday Doors)

1
Gardens grow secrets,
moonwandering endlessly
between, resting only
long enough to begin again.

2
Life roots wild, dark,
ancient, treespirited.
Seeds grow, reaching
toward the stars.

3
Rivers forested
with wind follow
the path of birdlight
inside time’s eye.

4
The seasons know
always never remains–
spring summer fall winter-
opening, then closing again.

5
After cycles through
the same earthpath
as before—voices echo
back—dancing, winged.

We visited the New York Botanical Garden in the Bronx a few weeks ago. They were featuring an Alice in Wonderland theme, as well as plenty of pumpkins. The above structure is in the Rose Garden.

Here’s the cottage by the entrance to the Rose Garden.

We did a lot of walking, passing by this stone mill–I hope to get a closer look on a future visit.

A rabbit for Dan–posing as many of his neighborhood rabbits do. I took lots more photos, but will save them for a future post.

It was a beautiful autumn day, which inspired my poem, a cadralor of 64 words incorporating the words dark and light for Sheila’s W3 prompt. We only have one earth. I wish America had voted to take better care of it.

Someone’s got to stop us now
Save us from us, Gaia
–James Taylor

And you can always find more doors at Thursday Doors, hosted by Dan Antion.

Pray for the forest pray to the tree
Pray for the fish in the deep blue sea
Pray for yourself and for God’s sake
Say one for me