The Path Through the Backyard

Entering my heart by the backyard gate,
I relish the quiet of its shrine

Only I know the secret path, only I can walk it

Willingly I end my association with the front yard ways,
though I forget from time to time........

Remembering brings grace, like a summer's breeze
when all existence seems warm and sweet
and the dark brings gifts on past the senses

Now, walking the backyard path becomes my life!