The Garden

Hidden here among the trees a place I call my own
sights and sounds of birds abound in their secret garden home...

The sky is blue and streaked with light, night passes into day
The sun gives a nod to moon and stars and sends them on their way...

Morning Glories all in bloom their colors fill the sky
They stretch and yawn and wink and wave to all that might pass by...

Lilies dressed in all their best are dazzling in the sun
Butterflies dart through the air full of carefree fun...

The air is filled with sweet perfume, it refreshes heart and mind
Like God's own incense specially made a rare and unique kind...

As petals fall upon the grass and needles from the pines
They make beds so soft and fragrant, restful and divine...

I could spend all of my days here just talking to the King
Enjoying His very nearness and discussing everything...

I hear His voice inside the wind, what joy those breezes bring
I run to Him so full of Love, he makes this sad heart sing...

Lying neath the evergreens, yellow sunshine warms my face
I wonder how so much beauty could be captured in one place...

Then my thoughts drift Heavenward and suddenly I know
God has many "Gardens" where His children learn and grow...

We are all God's Gardens, we are His flowers, plants and trees
He the Faithful Gardener forever tending to our needs...

Ezekiel 28: 13 You have been in Eden the Garden of God;