That Garden is fill'd
With buds and roses
Growing generously
In beauty and care
Breathing love rare.
Life narratives told
Treasured like gold
Enlightened our soul
Pumping energy
To the hearts freely.
Miraculous times
Of incantation
In pure quietness
Joy, celebration,
True revelation.
The sun is shining
Around that Garden
Angels are chanting
Divine melodies
Blessings echoing.
May God give us shelter
Amidst that Garden
when new paths open
To plant some fresh rose...
Oh, have me there close
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Well articulated and nicely embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm. An insightful work of art. Thanks for sharing, Maria.