WHITE MAJESTY. Stature, length of spike 
and placement of the perfect individual 
blossoms make this plant a focal 
point to visitors. 
IN A GARDEN 
There is healing 
In a garden: 
My heart was torn 
And when 
I thrust my trowel 
Into the ground 
The Trowel was needle 
To my wound, 
Evenly stitching 
To repair 
The serrate edges 
Of the tear. 
Into my torn heart 
Peace came stealing. 
In a garden 
There is healing. 
LAURA MILLER 
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