Relinquishing Control  

             My garden grows wild.
             Such is the price of neglect:
             long, leggy,
             unconstrained, unplanned, unabashed
growth;
             sharp edges punching
             through a smooth canopy.
             Nestled among the wilting leaves,
             laden heavy with fruit,
             sagging under the weight
             of forgotten harvests,
             the grand design dissolves
             back to the cool folds of
entropy.
             Bright eyelets of green
             wink from the leafy shade,
             waiting for their master’s return–
             tugging on the strings
             of their wayward marionette.

© 2006 Patrick M. Pilarski