The Garden
Sat in a friends garden surrounded by plants, birds and bees.
Sat admiring each leaf and petal, all delicately made by the creator.
Looking at each bumblebee with it,s colours and watching it work,
moving from flower to flower gathering pollen to be made into honey,
that tastes so yummy.
Clematis, lavender and fig, so many plants all around me in one place to see,
so many species to memorise not so easy. The garden a place of beauty, peace
and harmony, a place of relaxation, rest and inspiration. A place to be close to
nature and in the presence of my lord sat at his feet.
A sunny day a comfy chair and a cool drink to hand. Just sat in the garden,
talking, praying and singing, me and the lord undisturbed, unbroken, undiluted
pure sweet fellowship. The way it should be. thank you God for the garden
Amen
Copyright © John Robert Bones | Year Posted 2012
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