I can see a garden,
and beyond that a lake,
and beyond that a mountain,
and beyond that the sky.
Everything beyond,
that we must travel beyond
each layer of perception
to find the central sphere.
And even that,
when reached,
is a garden
with a lake behind,
and behind that a mountain,
and behind that
the wide, enveloping sky.
Ana Lisa de Jong
Living Tree Poetry
October 2021
