Garden Of Love - Poem by Patricia Caldwell
Great Beauty of earth,
Look, whichever way,
Colours of plants, trees,
magnolias in bloom,
some reaching down, touching the ground,
as if to embrace, nature.
Hear the bird's song,
Sound of water, rippling along,
Streams, rivers, valleys so deep.
Craggy rocks, outline,
against the sky.
Clouds roll by, over field of greeny browns.
Mist on hills afar.
What peace one cries.
That all could feel this peace.
"GOD'S LOVE TO ALL"
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