Gardens

That evening
my garden awoke
The fingers of the wind
unhinged its fences,
Grasses swayed, flowers bursting
fruits ripening
in the blissful dance of
wind and rain.

Fadwa Tuqan (1917 - 2003)
Palestinian poet

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