Sitting in the Garden (is a lovely thing to do)

'You have a lot of garden benches', commented one of my sisters recently.

'Do you use them?'

I guess she knows how it goes!

Sitting in the garden is a lovely thing to do

but easier said than done

because gardening and nice gardens don't just happen!

They are a constant labor of love

/aka weeding, hoeing, pruning, dusting and picking!

But here and there every gardener needs to take the time to sit a bit

And fellowship with the First Garden-Creator,

 in the cool of the day....

Sitting in a garden is a lovely thing to do

To marvel at God’s art and let His laughter run us through

To commune with the busy/buzzy bee, the bird, the butterfly

To join the applause of the tree where gauzy breezes sigh

Sitting in a garden in the middle of the day

Grants worry sudden pardon and eases hurry away

For, basking in the beauty where a flower bower brims

Is like sitting where God's music sheets run rife with petal-hymns

The handiwork of He who instills buds and seeds with bloom

Constantly thrills; only God fills and threads nature’s grand loom

He steals our breath; Self dies ten-thousand deaths as She beholds

Perfection’s hues; pinks, chartreuse, blues, whites, reds, purples and golds

Sitting in the garden is earth’s glimpse of paradise

Happiness in purest mirth and labour’s sweetest prize

Work and worship’s Heaven; what a lovely place to be

Sitting in a garden is like sitting at/on God’s knee

© Janet Martin

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