The Book of Bliss - Alla Renee Bozarth - Bog

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.