Returning to the Garden

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Returning to the Garden

The fragile beginnings of leaves

Unfolding into the intricate lacework

of creation

First one, then two, then three

Following the ancient course

of patterns learned

from primal experiences

in the dawn

Until exploding into splendid blossoms

of color and light.

 

Altering here, altering there

As each obstacle is encountered

Multiplying and dividing

Into ever more complicated forms

A beautiful tapestry

Rich with unbounded diversity

totally new

unlike any other.

 

Just as each new word beckons another

Following patterns learned in childhood

Our experiences in play and nuture,

pain and delight

Form the fabric of who we are

As we alter here and there

this and that

As each obstacle presents itself

And each new experience takes us

to what we become.

 

But the plants and flowers in the garden

Are following certain paths

determined in their genisis

we think

And we have been given the gift of choice

The fabled apple of yore

We are meant to choose which way to go

this way or that

or not to choose at all.

 

Oh! How often

We yearn for re-admission to the garden

Wishing the apple never grew

And we were never given the choice

to taste or not

Not knowing the outcome

or where the path would lead.

 

We are given the choices of heros

And sometimes,

we don´t feel that heroic

We revert to patterns learned in childhood

Born of fear and anger and pain.

We choose retaliation or revenge

Destroy that which confronts us

or          leave the choices to fate

hoping for the best.

 

But what if, instead,

We learned from our mistakes

Weighed our choices

Considering which one

holds the greatest possibility

for love, kindness and harmony

to prevail

For beauty and delight to flourish?

 

To let the result of each choice we make,

good or bad

Increase our ability to know

when is enough

And to learn how to nourish the garden

So it might grow around us

And hold us to it´s tender breast

nourishing us in return

each leaf – each petal

enfolding us

Welcoming our return

Leaving our strange gift

intact.

 

Russell Rosander

Barra de Navidad, Mexico 2014

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