In the Garden

In the Garden

My Love is in the garden
And the world is right enough
For now,

     With the tempest of politics
     And plague whirling about
     Out in the world, all is right enough

For now, although in perfect Kantian abstract,
I know others suffer in what we do not lack,

But, my Love is in the garden, snipping,
As just workers do, at what is not befitting,
This root, that weed, relocating a demarcating stone
To its place, but my Love is in the garden, tending.

And, the world is right enough for now,

     As I do the careful work of seeing how words grow,

Making meaning make meaning again,
Making purpose flourish in nurtured detail,
This decomposer transmuting old incantations into new life,

     All is right enough

     For now…not less because there is so much work to do.

My Love is in the garden, and all is right enough for now.

– D.W., 2021