Wondrous Wildness -- my summer garden

WONDROUS WILDNESS

 I’ m in my summer garden

To clear a path that feet may trod

Amidst the pink, the red, the green

Untidy glorious touch of God.

Cascading pinks of huge Spirea

I chop and throw away

Revealing concrete underfoot

Where  flowers had blocked the way.

Wondrous wildness overflows,

Beauty spills o’er unkempt garden,

Shears in hand I prune and cut,

Then feeling shame, I beg God’s pardon.

a poem by Audrey Austin ...