Here's a short poem in that sequence.
"The Garden is My Church."
I'm glad for worship houses people build around the world.
But the garden is my church.
The woods, my sanctuary.
To do a little dance on a screened-in porch
while no one is looking in my own dimension.
Find each her own motif.
A shady place.
Ants filter in timed array.
A start and stop coverlet.