In the Evening Hours
Give me these moments
when gardenias ascend the sky
to sparkle
with the stars:
a fragrant scroll blazes
with ancient sonnets
of constellations.
Indigo waters are silver
with moonlight —
I tell you a secret:
my heart harbors many cotyledons
that bud at midnight,
but the purple garden
I must walk
alone.
by D. G. V. © 2012
*** Photograph: Tetonic Moonshine by Jack Sparrow

rich imagery and thoughts…lovely!
Thank you, Susan, for your kind thoughts and comments. God Bless!
Beautfiul work, Dee. Love (life) will surely break you. Even those who isolate themselves from everyone else, they know it. They know that solitude will break you with its yearning. We have to love. We have to feel. It is the reason we are here, to risk our heart, to be swallowed up. In the process, we may be broken, hurt, or betrayed. But ultimately, we must live. We must love. Such that in our final hours we might sit beneath a sky so dark, as stars tumble ’round about us – and know (truly know) that we loved as much as we could. ~ Love, Bobbie
Wow, Bobbie, what a deep and astonishing take on the poem! Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts on love and life. I agree wholeheartedly that we have to live and love as much as we could and risk our heart. For love has been given to us as a gift that we in turn have to use and share to the utmost. I am of the same mind as you, that the greatest call in our life on earth is to love. With my love, Dee
Evening hours, so enchanting for rest and recollections in silent commune with The One. Your poem and image invoked these in me. Peace, Eric 🙂
Splendid thoughts on the enchantment for respite and commune with The One. I am delighted the poem and images invoked these feelings in you, Eric. Thank you so much. Peace, Dee 🙂
I showed my girlfriend your blog. She read this poem. Her breath caught. My eyes watered (don’t tell anyone). My own work is a bit on the offensive side; your work…is pure. This is one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever read (and I think even that is an understatement). Very, very lovely work, Mrs.
Thank you so much, Sahm! I am humbled by what you say about this poem and about my work, and it is indeed a compliment, coming from you!
wonderfully written!
Thank you so much, I appreciate your visit and your comments!