A good friend took this picture. The moment I saw it I felt an invitation...
to write....
On the garden path
I see simplistic beauty
And intricate charm
With a paced rhythm
My steps are deliberate
Taking in beauty
I smile at a sight
White flowers on a trellis
Moving close, I breathe
My senses delight
Fragrant aromas, eyes stare
Embracing splendor
Ahead an etched wall
Capturing my attention
In itself grandeur
History marks it
Aged with brokenness and scars
Seeing resilience
Flawed but lovely
Within it a work of art
A picture of life
Turning at the gate
Pondering the path and life
A garden, a wall
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