Poem with infinite poetic license/freedom

Garden

Alone in the garden i loiter,
With so many beautiful flowers to water.
Greeted by corporeal redolences
I move on to experience with my senses.

With those red tulips,
beggin to be kissed.
The aureola providing the glow
With folded hands I take a bow.

The splendor so very unbearable,
Can mortal man be subject to this fable.
Too much of everythingf is unresistable,
and this ceremony seems all like a miracle.

Me the owner of this garden,
I ll stay rigid and protective like a warden.
But me but a mere mortal man,
Forces of nature does win over even sea men.

Nature at its destructive best,
Can crush the world through a tempest.
I take the plunge into the bushes
and rise to heaven with her blushes.