"In the Garden."

In the Garden.

Controversy awaits,
in my darkened room,
darkened mood, for
saying what I think.

In the garden, the buzzing
bees,
the dove's owl-like coo,
peaceful and quiet.

Enter the world....

Or leave the world,
to those who know better.

Decades now, in the world,
watching them come and go,
those who know better.

The flowers are near bloom,
an explosion awaits,
of smell and color.

In the darkened room,
my opinions await, and yet,
I'm drawn to state,
what I "Think" is truth.

But the sunlight doesn't care
and the garden awaits unknowing.