god is in the garden…
in me,
my landscape,
& in my sheltering home.
waiting for me,
under the shaded ferns,
under rocks and beneath leaves,
waiting for me…
freed, rejoiced and choosen…
dancing in the spiritual winds of knowing,
listening to choirs of angelic spirits, cascading and calling through my heart.
Our ancient language bonded,
our heart set aflame with love.
for god is in the garden,
and the garden is my world.
and this garden is my home.
.db.
Your garden is a place we (I) need to learn to live in more often, beautiful Donna just gold. xx
JOJO you are a light. Thank you for all the love and kindness, donn xxx