God's Garden
(from Isaiah 26:4)
You reach for the gate, unsure
and afraid of what may lie beyond,
a thorny tangle of neglect and wild roses
that tear at your flesh
with each passing breeze,
a place so abandoned your eyes
barely see the paths and beds
that once made this garden a sanctuary,
a place of refuge,
and you wonder at the madness
that believes somewhere below the bramble,
God's garden still lives.
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The picture is from one my favorite houses in Fincastle, Va. You may click on it for a larger view.
Tom
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