The Crazy Garden ('In The Madness You Find An Order') Poem by Geoffrey Fafard

 Have you seen impatiens grow on spikey stems 
         I have in the crazy garden
         Here egg shells grow on cacti
         The infamous egg tree you told me about
         Here crows use white washed picket fences as  serviettes
         And metre long lizards tend the ferns
         Where the garden lights never come on after dark
         So you navigate the pathways by moonlight and birdcalls after 7
         Where black monkeys are the upper tree gardeners 
         And civet cats use the golden cane ladders and
         Together with the moon peer at you through holes
         In old verandah ceilings
         Where elephants are your front gate wardens
         And antheriums are only matched by hibiscus
         In their pinkness plentiness and placing
          Have you played with cotton flower seeds 
         On evergreen tuft grass?
          I have in the crazy garden
          You can take the path of 10000 steps, you can stroll
          The hedgerows or lay beneath the golmahore tree
          Shaded and draped with cascading orange flowers
          From an unknown vine seeded in an unknown time
          You can invent characters, you can write insane poetry
          You can laugh out loud you can cry to yourself,
          Count the colours and talk with birds
          You can hum with the bees
          You can dream because you are allowed to be crazy
          Here in India in the crazy garden.