My Secret Garden would have a waterfall

to sing me to dreams

waking into the green riddles of life

My Secret Garden would have kauri pines that hold eagles

that sing in the afternoon and fly away to catch

the bush rats in the cane

It would have roses that can grow in the tropics

and love the rain and feel at home with the hibiscus and the gingers

and geckos and green tree frogs

In my Secret Garden we could all hide in the trees

breathing and seeking

our connection to the earth.

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