the garden

  I come into the garden alone while the dew is still on the roses

  and the voice that I hear falling on my ear

  the Son of God discloses

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Poems by guest authors (If you have a Poem you would like published please use the contact page to submit).


I'm an eagle and a dove.

I'm filled with hope and with love.

I'm a well, a shallow pool, a deep mountain spring.

I love to rejoice before the Lord and sing.

I'm full of life and fire and light.

I can be petty and full of fight.

An enigma, a puzzle, a riddle, a song,

someone seeking where I belong.

A dark cave in need of light.

A mountain peak reaching upward in the night.

A hill, a valley, a rolling plain,

a thunderstorm, a warm spring rain,

a prickly cactus, a violet, an oak tree,

all giving hints of who it is that I call me.

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