...my garden teaches me the true courage by pointing at the tree standing there, all alone...it teaches me to sing like nature sings sweet incantations coming from each flower and fruit and leaf...

Walk through my garden
to glimpse the beauty ray of
colour. Birds music.
The wind’s whistle in the trees
opening gate to fresh Spring.
 
Have some quality
time. Enduring happiness.
The extension of
a gardener deep verdant heart.
The Science of Earth. Work done
 
in faith. Thoroughly
learnt admiration for soil'
plants and water and
glorious Sun’s arts touching your
soul. Little by little try
 
to see entire
World within green enclosure.
Nature feels flower
point of view...Insatiable
passion bursting free. Flirting
 
again with dancing
wind. Spraying fragrance. Charming
as ever in fresh
ecstasy feel of new life
at finest of Seasons. Spring.
 
My Garden (c) 2013 Isabella Koldras

Tanka poem 5-7-5-7-7
Photo: oil on Gesso linen canvas by Isabella Koldras

My Garden, Isabella Koldras,

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Charlotte B. Williams
over 2 years

Nice poem Isabella, love poems about nature.

Ingeborg von Finsterwalde/Waltraud I Mack
about 3 years

Heartwarming poem Isabella of time spend in a spring garden enjoying the fragrance, new life and all Mother Nature can offer. Love it!

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