There
are berries growing on the tree outside my window. Little round pearls that glitter in the sun and glow in the dark of night.
My garden is ever bright with light.
I am a gardener that holds close the watering can and I
patiently seed the patches of land that are bare.
I am that which is always giving forth new life to which my
garden bears witness.
The
berries that grow on my tree are singers one and all and their voices
make a single sound, sweet and confident, which the passerby hears and
is cheered by as he walks on to other places, never quite remembering
where or how his spirits revived.
There
is a bell attached to my garden gate that rings the hour.
The hours of timelessness.
And in hearing the tiny peal one has the awareness of a
vastness so deep and wide that nothing restricts or limits.
The
raindrops that fall on my garden are the tears from a moment of deep
laughter. Somewhere in
heaven there is a party going on, a celebration of such delight and
mirth giving that the teacups spill and the eyes rain tears of joy.
My garden receives them with gratitude and renewal.
There
are powerful thoughts that are produced in me, when spending time in
my garden. I go there for
replenishment as the Ideas from higher realms unfold and unfurl
themselves in me and become my very own.
My ship soon sets sail under the wind of this power and I
perceive my steady purpose.
I
am in a tranquil world in my garden.
There, I perceive my true self in the crystal-clear gaze I give
my inner reality while looking into the brook that moves with still
water. The sound of the
Quiet is heard in the babble and a deeper peace expands in my heart
and moves me to remain on the softer side of my possibilities.
It is from the Sun, which opens each day, that I am given
something to say about possibilities.
Together we form a world that expresses a fullness few outside
my garden gate would regard as coming from a real place.
Yet
I know what I know and I believe what I know.
And my believing is my joy.
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Words
& Pictures © by Arlene Graston
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