The Garden Within

My eyes are old and blurry,

Alas, I cannot see,

The details of the garden, 

Appear, but fuzzily.

The shape, the color, and the size,

Each flower face, a blur,

Only now a memory,

Of beauty, now obscure.

I mourn the loss of vision,

What, Lord, should I do?

Why did my sight degenerate?

Tell me, Lord, what’s true.

Remember love’s the healer, 

’Twill give you wisdom’s sight,

The inner garden now appears,

A spiritual delight!

Here blooms love’s flower garden,

In Transcendent majesty,

Each flower, radiant beauty,

Springs from the heart, you see.

There's joy, and peace, and hope, dear, 

With patience, they entwine,

Forgiveness and endurance,

With kindness, brightly shine, 

This garden of the heart, dear,

Its rapture clear to see, 

Flowering ever-present, 

Brings forth sweet harmony! 

I’m with you all the way, dear, 

What e’er you’re going though,

We’re in this life together, 

Never alone, are you! 

05/08/24. Given from Jesus. Sharing is encouraged and thank you for telling others of this website. 

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