In Gardens Poem by Lazarus Knix

In Gardens



I have know that nitid song,
Which pens a sonnet in the east.
Watch it whirl like a sarong,
And tame the blackened boundless beast.

I have held it as a babe,
Within my crippled sight.
The pendulum of fragile earth-
Seasons, Hours, Night.

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