Garden Of Soul Poem by Dr John Celes

Garden Of Soul



My soul’s garden must grow those plants
And trees and shrubs that yield good fruits;
Sin grows like weeds that stifle growth
Of virtues and more vices grow.

The grace of Almighty God comes
Down on soul’s garden as sun, rain,
As virtues grow in more numbers,
And sin-weeds turn a scarce member.

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Dr John Celes

Dr John Celes

Tamilnadu, India
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