Mother’s Day Roses from Jill — Photo-artistry by kenne
The Gardener
Have I lived enough?
Have I loved enough?
Have I considered Right Action enough, have I come to any conclusion?
Have I experienced happiness with sufficient gratitude?
Have I endured loneliness with grace?
I say this, or perhaps I’m just thinking it.
Actually, I probably think too much.
Then I step out into the garden,
where the gardener, who is said to be a simple man,
is tending his children, the roses.
— Mary Oliver
Like this poem.
I appreciate your comment, Jason.
Thank you, Kenne, for the beautiful poem which resonates with me!
And of course the glorious roses!
Joanna
Beautiful
Nice . .