I want to find the way back, and when I arrive,
I want to carve out a space, in peace,
and fill it with all the lovely things I never knew.
It is said Eden will be at its center—
walled off from the world
by a circle of towering bushes.
I will parachute in, and I will stay there,
planting white gardenias
and pink saucer magnolias where I see fit,
adding to them all the time with heather
and wild zinnias of every shade.
It will be a place—so beautiful and in bloom–
where I am finally known
by the Architect,
and I will find
no reason
to ever
leave.