The Gardener...
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The Gardener...
The Gardener cannot rob me of my assets of composition;
Though he may deprive me of my corner in his garden.
If devotion to fidelity is venerable, my God,
Relieve me of respect for the traditions of the Past.
The scenes in the eyes and in the heart make me sad.
Release me from my body’s barren landscape.
My lamentation sheds flowers from every branch.
The flower-gatherer waits to snatch the art from me!
I’ve nourished these flower-beds with the very blood of my heart.
Who dares take away from me my garden!
Though he may deprive me of my corner in his garden.
If devotion to fidelity is venerable, my God,
Relieve me of respect for the traditions of the Past.
The scenes in the eyes and in the heart make me sad.
Release me from my body’s barren landscape.
My lamentation sheds flowers from every branch.
The flower-gatherer waits to snatch the art from me!
I’ve nourished these flower-beds with the very blood of my heart.
Who dares take away from me my garden!
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