The garden is a timeless world
with no map;
I simply lean a little more
to the right or left
as did Cezanne
and see it all.
I sit among the flowers
alone but not lonely;
they have become friends,
the kind who stay around,
forgive and maybe even forget,
keep with you
when fear grips and
nothing makes sense.
Bees forage without regrets;

I can only move forward,
thoughts now infused with gratitude
for the privilege of life.
They become soft,
muted with warmth,
welcome antithesis of
yesterday’s sharp edges.
Elated birdsong
disperses the stillness and
although I have no idea
who or what is holding me together
I feel safe,
for today at least,
and that is enough.

“Here on the river’s verge, I could be busy for months without changing my place, simply
leaning a little more to the right or left” – Paul Cezanne


54 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. restless42
    Aug 08, 2014 @ 10:21:22

    That’s lovely. It reminds me of my old woods. Thank you


  2. Peter Wells aka Countingducks
    Aug 08, 2014 @ 10:29:18

    I love the line “Bees forage without regrets” and as for the conclusion, it is as lovely as the person who wrote it.


    • journeyintopoetry
      Aug 08, 2014 @ 11:15:53

      Thank you Peter! I was just watching the bees the other day and they just get on with life’s purpose for them and they seem to know exactly what it is and with no drama, they get on with it. Whereas we humans… Well this human at least! 😊


  3. Ina
    Aug 08, 2014 @ 10:39:20

    To feel safe is good 🙂 ❤


  4. leamuse
    Aug 08, 2014 @ 10:42:44

    Wonderful Christine! Cézanne himself would have appreciated the warm cocoon of your garden and no doubt would have painted it from a number of perspectives! I get a sense that your garden is to you what the sea has always been for me.


  5. Laurel's Reflections
    Aug 08, 2014 @ 10:47:21

    Oh, Christine, for some reason today you have moved me to tears. Absolutely beautiful xx


  6. Libby
    Aug 08, 2014 @ 10:49:59

    Beautiful poem Christine. So glad your garden is an oasis of safety and peace, as it should be!


  7. Cynthia Jobin
    Aug 08, 2014 @ 13:14:51

    I have been thinking of you and hoping we would have another lovely piece from you soon. So…you’ve been in the garden with Cezanne, eh? No wonder you feel safe! You’ve also brought to mind for me that quotation from Cicero which I’m sure you know: “If you have a garden and a library, you have all you need.” Happy musing. 🙂


    • journeyintopoetry
      Aug 08, 2014 @ 13:45:25

      Oh yes Cynthia! I love the Cicero quote! I have, and I have!! My library is growing, my garden is growing…😊. It makes me smile to think you’ve been looking forward to some writing from me; now I feel safe and happy! Hugs for you


  8. lscotthoughts
    Aug 08, 2014 @ 13:31:59

    This is lovely, Chris, and reminds me also of time at the beach or mountains…so many places that bring us serenity and safety. Beautiful quote at the end, too. Have a wonderful weekend! ♥ xo


  9. Rob McShane
    Aug 08, 2014 @ 14:19:36

    One can feel the safety, comfort and warmth! Aaah… Sigh! Thank you!


  10. Wendy Macdonald
    Aug 08, 2014 @ 16:24:39

    Christine, again you’ve written so beautifully. I love the unconditional friendship of a garden.

    Blessings ~ Wendy ❀


  11. Minuscule Moments
    Aug 08, 2014 @ 21:01:33

    Christine beautiful words. I love how nature has become your friend and when you truly see it, in all its splendour you write magical poems like this. Thanks for sharing your world with us.


  12. Sabra Bowers
    Aug 09, 2014 @ 00:51:35

    I enjoyed your poem. The garden is a healing place.


  13. Jackie (Lostinthot)
    Aug 10, 2014 @ 12:59:34

    I love this poem! So much wisdom and truth in it! xx


  14. SuzyHazelwood
    Aug 11, 2014 @ 18:49:32

    You’ve described a beautiful state of mind Christine, in a very honest, but also elegant way, I love this! I can relate to that kind of thinking very much. There are so many things that I’m not entirely happy with in my life, some looming on the frightening horizon, yet strangely these days I can feel this kind of serenity, where the small, the minute, the moment of now, and the things that seemed trivial when I was younger, mean a lot more. I’m reacting a lot less to those things that scared me, and taking a different view of life than I did before.

    It’s a good feeling to be alone, but not feel lonely. I remember feeling a sense of loneliness in a full house when I was teenager. And it wasn’t because I had no-one to talk to either. Loneliness can be a very intense unwelcome feeling, probably generated in the mind by something we wouldn’t believe was causing it – the brain usually does that!

    I like the leaning towards the right or left, that’s a subtle and effective way to convey seeing life from a different angle. Seeing more, maybe? I’ve been thinking in the last few days just how blind we can be to the world around us, how depending on our state of mind, depends on how we actually see any of it.

    It’s good to read that you are feeling like this, despite life and all it throws (and it really chucks it sometimes!) to be able to stand in serenity for a while is absolutely priceless. And some would gladly sell everything they have, to obtain that – if they could buy it. But it’s free – if it can be found and retained! 🙂


  15. journeyintopoetry
    Aug 12, 2014 @ 11:06:41

    Thank you Suzy so much for your very thoughtful and comprehensive comment. And I agree it is very easy to feel lonely in a crowded room even if the crowd are friends or family. I do treasure the moments when I feel as I do in the poem, and my garden is always the place that brings this feeling alive. Sometimes it’s harder to attain than others though! 😊 x


  16. Betty Hayes Albright
    Aug 13, 2014 @ 23:29:30

    Wow, Christine – I could really relate to this. Your garden poetry, the small moments of joy one feels just seeing bees buzzing around flowers (ah, nature!) and being thankful for that instant when one is most alive. Being one with it all makes us feel “safe” – it makes us immortal.
    Wishing you a good week full of sunshine and visits to your garden! 🙂


    • journeyintopoetry
      Aug 14, 2014 @ 09:59:35

      Thank you very much Betty! I knew you would appreciate the feeling intended here and Im so pleased it came across well. We have a change in weather here at the moment; Im having to put my flower/bee photo taking on hold, it’s either too windy so the flowers wave around too much or its raining! Fingers crossed for a bit more summer!! 😊 x


  17. harulawordsthatserve
    Aug 15, 2014 @ 06:53:26

    This is so beautiful Christine, I think I need to keep it somewhere to read again. ‘Safe for today at least’. For some reason those words really touch me, something about giving thanks for the moment and living in the now and acknowledging that’s all we can really hope or ask for. And I just love the Cezanne quote, ‘a little to the right or left’. There’s something very wise about staying put, being grounded but still changing your perspective in flexible responsiveness and curiosity. Wonderful poem dear friend! Hugs, Harula xxx


    • journeyintopoetry
      Aug 15, 2014 @ 08:49:13

      Thank you very much Harula. I live in the now so much more these days than I ever did. Ive always been aware of the now being all we have but never really been awake to it properly, never truly engaged with it. Always too busy!! 😊 Hugs xxx


  18. Through My Eyes
    Aug 23, 2014 @ 02:10:31

    This is absolutely fantastic Christine! Your writing just gets better and better. I felt surrounded by warmth while reading this. Beautifully written xxx


    • journeyintopoetry
      Aug 23, 2014 @ 09:39:52

      Thank you very much Norma. This is such a warm, encouraging comment. I have had so much pleasure from the garden this summer. Its been a good one but August is disappointing with temperatures way below average and a lot of wind and rain. Sunshine today though! 😊 xxx


  19. beckarooney
    Aug 24, 2014 @ 18:51:55

    I could connect with this 100%, nature is the best friend in the world. How could we not feel safe with the world as our guardian 🙂 beautiful, heart-felt words, just remember to wrap up well next time you’re outside! 😀 xx


  20. mihrank
    Aug 24, 2014 @ 19:07:35

    Thank you for sharing, it’s just beautiful!!


  21. Thomas Davis
    Sep 01, 2014 @ 01:57:32

    I think I need to learn more of what you mean in these lines, Christine, especially lately:
    I can only move forward,
    thoughts now infused with gratitude
    for the privilege of life.
    Thank you for this.


  22. patriciastorbeck
    Sep 02, 2014 @ 14:23:53

    Hi I’m visiting from Minuscule Moments. While reading your lovely poem I’m watching my hubby weeding. The Late afternoon spring sun glowing in the new oak leaves. Bees flitting about in the bottlebrush.


    • journeyintopoetry
      Sep 02, 2014 @ 17:43:07

      What a lovely surprise to have you visit Patricia! Your lovely comment is a poem in itself. I hadnt heard of bottlebrush before so I have just looked it up. What gorgeous red flowers!! Thank you!



  23. Jennifer's Journal
    Sep 02, 2014 @ 16:54:03

    Gorgeous poetry!


  24. Ali Brown
    Oct 12, 2014 @ 10:49:38

    Lovely – my allotment helped me through many difficult days – nature is very therapeutic, isn’t it..xx


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