.::garden symphony::.

I
hear
sound

weaving in & around words like the g/clef of a trumpet blowing in the autumn breeze -

the trees have violins attached and to the flowers ...

a mandolin

together they perform a garden symphony to their love - a distant gaze from the window above - originating from a cathedral means - along a lane of brick and green -

when the sunshine ceases to shine and the rain decides to appear - the garden symphony ends - abruptly as the wind changes - and the pain closes in like the cold of winter - seasons of history lost with the garden symphony - memories have only paper remains and the sound has reason

to

end