where is he now
the gardener of souls?
his “good morning” silent,
cardinals wonder why
sun, looking for a reason
summer holding on,
flowers broken without his songs
the gardener of souls
where is he now?
where is he now
the gardener of souls?
his “good morning” silent,
cardinals wonder why
sun, looking for a reason
summer holding on,
flowers broken without his songs
the gardener of souls
where is he now?
Talking to the Clouds 
I feel a deep sense of longing and loss here. The words bring this home.
Thank you for your kind comments.
he is lifting you… the wind beneath your wings
I feel him all the time.
Just beautiful, as we let go of the turning year.
Thank you, my friend.