Advice to gardeners. Tend your love like a tender drink trim it back to give it vigor train its tendrils to give it form and symmetry Love cries for care but yearns for freedom. Whether from neglect or boldness you drop the pruning shears loose the knots your tame garden will leap to to boundless jungle. We build You palaces for our prayers but You sneak out the back door to make Your home in the cracks of pavement. We bring you poems but You cling to whispers. We court you with grand gestures You prefer little acts of love. Your greatness is made known in Your humility.