Hidden signs

Waiting in his garden abode

watching the comings and goings

blessed in his peace

his eyes gaze forward

as the flowing jasmine crowns the mind.

Years pass by and he finds and gives

a calm to those who happen upon

the soul of the post and green flowing wall,

solitary is his game

being is his name.

Nestled in the jasmine

the scent lay heavy on the air

without a care we walk quietly by

more entranced with star like blooms

he says nothing as we move on

resting in his spot

a regular in this place.

 

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10 thoughts on “Hidden signs

  1. just saying we don’t do much, occasional swim, listening to tunes and sipping a glass of wine evenings, talking about the day….perhaps a party of debauchery? nah! not our style ๐Ÿ™‚

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