Garden Window


I wanted to see the world.

The world, it left me wanting.

I longed for an honest view,

but saw the horizon of mood,

changing from sun to moon.

I followed the scent of hope,

to find myself lost in despair.

Searching in books for answers,

I watched as questions appear.


Sowing seeds of new thought,

gives way for roots to grow,

as soil of self-love can nurture

the many expressions of our soul.

To thread this divine intention,

grows a garden in window’s view.

Our true nature, so airy and free.

Of Source, to where we stand,

it is all in the way we choose to see.


~ jeffrey vionito


Picture by:  Facebook Page – Whimsical Gardens


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