Out and In the Garden
by Christine Breen
There comes a time when balance returns.
The light outside becomes insistent.
The landscape awakens, its urging unquenchable.
Outside under the wooden canopy on the table the unplanted primroses anticipate the gardener who is still inside watching the winter rain easing.
They are looking at each other… she and the bird that has been knocking on the window, and the primroses wait.
“Come out into the garden green with spring…”