sun sets on the garden 
casting its orange glow on flowers fading 
a breeze plays quietly over leaves 

as calloused hands seek softness 
tools lay abandoned against the gate 

senses heightened by nature's magic 
awaken like spring to the scent of life 
creation inspiring us to create 

within the darkness, seeds of love 
watered with sounds of ecstasy 
are soon planted in furrowed flesh 

the cycle of life dancing... 
reveling in the glow of the moon 
souls eclipsed by the moment 

and when at last the sun returns 
love lies renewed 
in the glow of a warm embrace 


~ 5/8/2000 ~