Drenched from the downpour, tropical plants,
bomeliads and hibiscus shine in the rain,

rooted, stoic.  Sweet jasmine drapes over
the seated Buddha gazing at his clasped palms.

Pots of orchids- lavender, pink and white,
hang from the fence, thriving somehow

desite my neglect.  Textured brown
mulch mimics a forest floor.

This lush world is overseen by a towering
magnolia, glossy leaves dotted with white

blossoms, votive candles of worship.
Rain still drips from the eaves.

I’m dry on the sheltered bench
breathing in the still damp air.