Garden

Come lets stroll a bit in this garden

I have seen it sprout, 

Ever since I was born and

Crawled, staggered, run, strode

And now shuffle

Around it

Look here at this grove

Here is where are buried my 

Disappointments

Some grown into thorny shrubs

Some still saplings

Others never sprouted, dead and buried

Ah! Here, let's step closer here

Can you smell the flowers?

These are my expectations

They flower a day or two

And then wilt mostly without a trace

But not all, some pollinate and continue to live on..transfigured

Come here lets sit  a while in the shade

Of this yonder tree

This oak tree, this tree

Around which I have watched

This garden sprout, under this tree

I rest and contemplate my expectations

And disappointments

And wonder whether another garden

Awaits to sprout around me

Some other place, 

Some other lifetime, 

Around some other shade-giving

Perennial tree