In the early frosted morning sunshine of our love
\nwe laid the groundwork for a garden
\nthe foundations and the walls, the borders of the beds,
\na classical explosion of trusting sturdy boxwoods,
\nbright perennials, risky annuals
\ntheir bulbs entrusted to this fertile soil.<\/p>\n
Flowers of exotic derivation
\nand those of timeless grace flourish
\nleaf to leaf, petals touching stamens
\nas we dig, plant, tending, cheek to cheek, our love.<\/p>\n
Each new planting an experience, and
\neach new shared experience the planting,
\na new species, a new bright blossom introduced into our garden.<\/p>\n
We grow our garden fresh and bright,
\nencouraging deep roots
\nthey demand less maintenance.\u00a0
\nBoundaries and borders so cleanly laid
\nblur with the comfort of time.\u00a0
\nInevitable weeds blow in, over strong walls.<\/p>\n
Even Eden needed weeding, and the
\ncomfortable passage of years proves our garden
\nno exception.\u00a0 Still in all,
\nthe rest are out, and we are in.\u00a0
\nEach weed our weed, each thorn our thorn;
\nthis is once and always our place,
\nour space to tend, sacred and secret,
\nthis garden of our love.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
In the early frosted morning sunshine of our love we laid the groundwork for a garden the foundations and the walls, the borders of the beds, a classical explosion of…<\/p>\n