Hay monoliths stand bold against the blue late summer sky
The old oak stands defiant in its beauty as it stands guard
Over the fields ripened gold by the sun
Blackberries hang heavy on the vine
The air smells sweet with the scent of Roses
And Catnip flowers to inspire the bees to not despair
The deer grazes with the horses
As the vulture flies teasing the wind
The geese swim content in their pond
I am the lens and the camera
I am surrounded by untold eyes
We are filled with vision and perfect love
Moment by moment
In the midst of sadness
In the midst of loss
In the midst of chaos
In the midst of confusion
There is the picture of perfection
It is the ever possible gift
Waiting to be noticed
Waiting for our care
Our garden of Love
In this moment of now