A recent visit to Magnolia Gardens reminded me how magical the surroundings are during any season of the year. There’s something about both cultivated and rambling gardens that makes you slow down and fully open your senses, which is what this week’s poem celebrates.
Trish Vicino
The Path Unfolded: Magnolia Gardens
At the gate set free your mind
Depart the asphalt road
Turn toward the river, live oak lined
Into the garden’s gold
Down this path, the heart is free
And Nature heeds its mark
Discard the map and touch the tree
Its compass in the bark
Run calloused palm upon the wood
And set off on your stroll
You’ll only find things right and good
Along this blossomed knoll
A feast for all that can be seen
With nature-tuned eye
So come and let the peacock preen
As songbirds swiftly fly
Set forth amid magnolia bloom,
Camellia’s scarlet leaf
Cast off your veil of tamed gloom
And shed your mortal grief
Now you hear the bird song trill
Cross verdant sweeps of lawn
Hold out your arm and beckon, still
And soon approach the fawn
The tide will sweep the river ridge
As sleek boats slowly glide
The garden path leads to the bridge –
Your senses are your guide.
Trish Vicino is a Summerville resident, writer, teacher, poetry lover and dog enthusiast. She divides her time between high school English instruction, creative composing, and the gym along with the loyal and loving pack of rescue pups who rule her roost. You can reach her at lyrraa@gmail.com with comments and questions.
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