The Book of Bliss

The Night Gardener


This is my bliss time.
I water under the moon
while the world sleeps.
Awake with owls and bats,
moths and cats and
the worker bee who never sleeps -
I give grasses their drink,
kiss the night-blooming flowers
whose moon-drenched yellow scent
surrounds the garden, whose round
blossoms glow in the dark, dancing
like drunkard angels.