A canopy shades my eyes as the sun warms my arms.
I’m planted within the realm of duality.
Part in and part out.
I scan the garden greenery,
Delight in the heathers, the apple green of shiny new leaves.
The pale velvet lambs’ ear, against the vibrant peas and spinach.
In contrast the Ginkgo rises next to the shaking aspen,
Green flags waving in the breeze.
The depth of color declaratory with its array,
Assertive with distinction of spectrums.
Intermingles with perspectives.
Black and white, gray areas,
Shade still born, fixed in light or darkness.
The shadow echoes what is, void of passion
Reflections minus thirst. Twilight.
I enter the full sunlight, my entirety planted in green.
