Equivoque ...

Dedicated to Elinor...Equivoque.

For Her family and friends.

I know
Beauty is eternal...
Even if at rest...
It pushes pass
sighs of this ordinary garden...
It waits , protected in memories
Rooted deeply in surfaces true.
There are hints and kisses
Reminders when we look---
No distance no matter--
Do gardeners of love...
Ever part.
*
Pillows gentle caress
upon her
grace does awake...
Welcome she
Once more do we...
In a garden most pleasant
Perennial at her feet.