flowers devour

filling the hours
I tasted you
feasting with eyes
as birds and bees do with tongues
spilling over your borders, trailing everywhere
growing into each other in masses, blocking out the sun
I counted you by thousands
then I counted you by hundreds
then by tens
Now I count you one at a time

The abundance was vast
blossoms everywhere my eyes cast
chaos filling, oh so willing
but now, some of you are gone by season
Others I have finally moved, pulled out, by reason
At first I saw emptiness and was saddened
gone were so many happy petaled faces that could gladden
but now in this abscence I am seeing more
each single flower I adore
and the garden looks and feels right
in a way it never did, before
it is full
peaceful and tranquil
finally in this restrained beauty
serenity sets in
rests in
my soul
with less
become
more whole