Photo by artist/gardener Leon Kunke
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The essence of a garden is
The path through.
The curves and straight lines
And the corners and curved intersection
Seem to say:
See this plant
See that rock
What a view.
The Japanese use stepping stones
So you will look beneath your feet;
Some others use grass
To recall a time when the garden
Was manicured by sheep.
Some say the garden
Is as good as one’s clippers;
Some want a wild garden
With vines.
Your garden says who you are.
Nota Bene.
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Poem by Leon Kunke