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Garden of the King

Herein among the furrowed rows sun ripened cucumbers and leek twine the grape upon their stakes tender shoots of produce grow replete Where honeysuckle alongside jasmine with tendrils climb the rocken wall rainbow pigments a mosaic like earthen shades within the fall Fair beauty ministers the grounds drifts perfume of plumaria and rose wafts lavendar with scents of cardemom with limestone pathways for barefoot toes Here garlands do adorn the gates though there be no need for walls with granite stairs her entries are alabaster benches for setting calls Marble waterfalls and fountains grace the garden of all delight where jasper pillars support the arches and fires light a collonade at night Here the courtyard is cultivated to entertain the compnay of Kings but its fillagree of crowning beauty is what the humble gardener brings So like that blooming garden your fragile grace has captured me so captivated and entranced my heart be taken to slavery Now the gentle breezes coast there is shelter from all storm where pools reflect a light so clear to birth a personality new born To turn its soil with planted seeds care to tend upon the fertile crop whose cornucopia in depth does please and treasured views will never stop One Archetech this courtyard built next to the castle temple grand spans the torrent river valley where the trees of life do stand This is the garden of Gods healing here the taught do love its sight where tender hearts can bloom and grow nothing dangerous here to fight Lay hold upon the real life for far better things for you are planned but only Jesus can lead you through the final weeding of his land sources Is 11 , 35 , 55, 65 Apocalypse 21 , 22 COPYRIGHT © 2011 C. Michael Miller via Duboff Law Group LLC

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