Looking Out At My Garden

Looking Out At My Garden

Stephen Sandoval, NYC

June 3, 2006

It's amazing how calming a garden can be.
So lush and so full of vibrant, verdant life.
It's amazing how a garden let's one escape,
To escape the disappointment of fallen loves and friends.

The rain in my garden is so humbling, so soft, yet so loud.
A little over a year ago I believed in the idea of us so much more.

I knew you would eventually betray me as you did with such polished finesse,

But I'm sure you were betrayed too and it became your way of life.

I haven't any earth shattering thoughts and certainly no suggestions for solutions.

We are human and we make mistakes but hopefully we will learn how to love each other.

Your way is to try again with someone else; you look for a better chemistry,

And secretly you hope that you won't make the same mistakes again.

The clouds are looming over my garden now,

But I still believe in my experience and I will always believe in love.

I would invite you back for some tea in my garden someday,

But half of the milk has been spilled in the soil and what was left went sour long ago.