our lashes brush the heavens at dawn
when the rose scent carries love
when grass has shed its tears of joy
and the willow weeps with happiness
the garden of innocence is a healing ground
where dogmas and dharma are stilled
here nature speaks to the heart and
the simple soul strolls unfettered
(c) 2017, poem and photo, Jamie Dedes (The Poet by Day), All rights reserved