This text The Garden of Dreams was written by Bliss William Carman, one of Canada’s best known poets in the early 20th century. His body of work is substantial, often speaking in passionate terms about the subtle moments in his experiences of nature. To me, this text expresses a joy in knowing a pervasive “living breath” – an unspoken part of life that is vital, dynamic, and full of joy.
The Garden of Dreams
My heart is a garden of dreams
Where you walk when day is done,
Fair as the royal flowers,
Calm as the lingering sun.
Never a drouth comes there,
Nor any frost that mars,
Only the wind of love
Under the early stars,–
The living breath that moves
Whispering to and fro,
Like the voice of God in the dusk
Of the garden long ago.
– Bliss Carman
