The Magic Garden

Tell the wind that echoes back your troubles my sweet,
Let the wind bear away your worries to a brighter land,
Let the rustle of the leaves wash over your hurts my love,
Hear them whisper in the soothing tide
Deeper, deeper you go.
To a kingdom of whispered dreams

Tell the moon that beams down on you my sweet,
So that the sky may shed a thousand starry tears,
So that the stars may leap from the skies my love,
Hear them twinkle as they dash and dance
Bursting, bursting all around
In fireworks of golden light

Tell the dew that pearls upon the silver grass my sweet,
Mayhap they'll shiver in sorrow on slender stalks,
Mayhap they'll freeze in the chilling night my love,
Hear them sigh with the silence of frost
Colder,colder they grow
Their bodies beading in the dawn

If the wind and the moon and the frost shall fail you my sweet
Could you think to fall within my widespread arms-
Could you wonder to seek comfort here my love?

To seek the ears that hear, the eyes that see my love
A breast to wet with your tears, that blooms
A field that blossoms with your tears, outside
A window with no latch, just a curtain drawn upon the panes
To keep you warm, and I will be your garden