Secret Gardens

By Mac Guerreiro

The shrubbery is overgrown,

Weeds cover the flower beds,

It looks like it hasn’t rained in months,

Or maybe it’s rained too much in some places,

Broken faucets,

Brick fences,

Invisible gates,

Covered with persistent vines,

Many roses,

With twice as many thorns,

What to do?

Find a new plot?

Start fresh?

Or look for green where eye stand?

After all this is my secret garden,

My tangles,

My messes,

My blooms too,

They’ll follow me whether eye choose to leave or stay,

Because they’re MY disarray,

So there’s only one choice,

To remain.

Published by Mystical Mac

Born in Brazil and raised in California eye am an artist better identified as a conscious creator and intuitive healer. My gift for storytelling in various forms as well as my keen perception into the metaphysical allows me to share my perspective in ways that eye hope are of help and use to those around me. Thank you for reading, listening and watching; it means the world to me.

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