What if we’ve perceived it wrong?
We’ve been misguided all along.
We’ve looked at it the wrong way round,
A garden isn’t seen just from the ground.
Ask any bird or butterfly
Their view from so way up high.

Let them take you on an aerial odyssey,
Over wintersweet and pods of honesty,
Fluffy clouds in a floral sea.
Next to ivy hedgerows tipped in white
Leafy tendrils reaching up in delight.

Ahead branches dip in the Autumn breeze,
While sunlight filters through the leaves,
As it dances around the boughs of trees.
Casting out a verdant scene,
Turning everything to shades of green.

Berries that taste of honey dew,
Where the air is sweet, and the sky is blue.
Nothing compares to this lofty view.
Of sparkling jewels in the low, bright sun,
An opulent display not to be out done.

How could we, you or I,
Compare anything to this garden in the sky?

Available November 2025.