I often think the Lord is there
In every garden that we share
With odors that o’ercome the air
And seize upon our senses rare.
A garden is this magic place
In which God lends to us the grace
That brings a smile to each one’s face
Engulfing us in His embrace.
I wish that I could always be
Involved with such an entity
Like plant or flower, vine and tree
Within our Lord’s proximity !
