Moonlight In The Garden


I’m braver than I thought
A Spirit gleams without pride
On evenings like this one
With an imitation of the red hot Sun
Swinging steadily on the lonely corner
Of naturally unfortunate rebellion
Built into a home’s foundation
Suddenly matching the plump red berries
Growing on stems of all dark memories
Bearing the new head cornerstones
For lights to an authentic Life
Seen on this one evening
As the wind chimes a tune
“Dooda-loo”
“Doodah-loo-loo-loo”
Or maybe, “ding-dong-ding-dong”
Everyone hears something different
When the barren tree
Blooming Texas red blossoms
Shows the whips of revival
Spreading the fresh air
The land gives out freely

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