Aug 26, 2021
“The Garden”
By: Aysha Bowens
while tending my garden, i see its potential
where the soil dried up, even though there was no sun
in the shadows of working through my past
i envision others finding solace in my garden one day
i hope they find peace
as they walk by the lilac
that will attract butterflies
reminding them
there will always be a beauty in the process
yet you may not always see it, as you can’t see your own wings
only a glimpse
i hope they find focus
as they walk on mint
releasing its’ relaxing yet eye opening scent
reminding them
there are moments that you will need to stop and smell the “mint”
to look up or even down at times to appreciate being present in time
even when you feel like you must hustle 48/14 to accomplish half as much
i hope when they find uncertainty
as they pass by snow in summer
they remember that we can not order every step we take
to remind them
that there is a purpose in no purpose at all
that the impossible can be possible
but only if you see it true
when i leave my garden
i hope the roses that once grew out of concrete
that stuck me with its thorns
become the start of a beautiful blossom
of a person that will see the work i’ve put into our roots
as a way to tend to their own garden
more importantly to find and be their own self.
This poem is a creation of Aysha Bowens in collaboration with 843? (the question mark is silent) a Charleston based zine that aims to explore topics and issues that affect the Charleston area and beyond. Check out the zine this piece appears in here: