In my Garden

In my garden there are no roads and there are no cars, for we have no place to go.

In my garden there is no Wi-Fi, for we have nothing to know.

In my garden there are no clocks, no ticking, cuckooing, or chimes.

In my garden there are no locks, we are free all of the time.

Free to come and free to go, whenever our lives allow.

Free to stay and leave our lives, and furthermore disavow.

In my garden we do no fret, for in my garden there is no threat.

In my garden there is no war, for we have nothing worth fighting for.

In my garden there are no rules, no expectations or consequences

In my garden there are no fools, no right, no wrong, and no consensus

You need not visit, if you haven’t the time

It does not close, nor cost a dime

You can visit once and never return

Or spend your life here sipping tea

You can come back, ten years removed

It makes no difference to me

In my garden time moves on, but we leave the world behind

In my garden we still die, to that we are all consigned

There is no obligation, and no subscription fee

The garden does not judge, so please believe you me

Visit the garden if you wish, or don’t, but have no fear

Just always know, that if you need it, the garden is always here

            -AMS