Hortus

I grew up in gardens,
the cultivated, curated ones
and the Lord’s wild ones

Slipped and fell
and got back up in gardens

Packed dirt and watered
tiny seeds in gardens,
and saw life bloom
in gardens

Escaped myself in gardens

Kissed a boy and fell
in love again
and again
in gardens

Being saved and healed
in so many gardens

In gardens, I grew up