Secret Garden

a secret garden hidden
buds hold tight within themselves
through winter days and nights
explodes with sudden laughter
in puffs of white delight
and with a lingering chuckle
petaled memories fly
free of clinging branches
into the brightening sky

“And the day came when the risk it took to remain tight inside the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.” Anais Nin

“Earth laughs in flowers.” Ralph Waldo Emerson

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37 thoughts on “Secret Garden

  1. Hey Sheila. You got skills. I love this, both the photos and the words.

    And the second photo of the tree exploding in coilor was a nice surprise.

    • Thank you! I thought it might be fun as a slideshow to really see it exploding but then couldn’t figure out how to do that since I’m not technologically advanced enough. 🙂

  2. Sheila….I love love your photos! Flowering trees are such favorites of mine. I just wish they lasted longer! And your poem! Wow….. it’s just splendid. I love the way you play with the words,
    Love this:
    “petaled memories fly
    free of clinging branches”
    Your use of the word: “petaled” in such a delightful way. Petaled memories. Just lovely!

    • Thanks so much Judy! It is too bad they don’t last longer. I love the surprise when they burst into those flowers after all that hibernation.

  3. Beautiful. I love the idea of a secret garden, and often I think of building one in my backyard. But, alas, with kids and dogs and a hatred of weeding, the idea threatens to be more work than joy. So, I stick to daydreaming. Your post brings it more to life for me, thank you 🙂

    • It’s true – secret gardens are just too much work! I just happened to walk by this one so I guess the trick is to enjoy other people’s gardens. 🙂 I do love to garden but it’s hard to find the time – especially when weeds are involved.

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