By 15th September 2015December 9th, 2019No Comments

My garden is a place i love to be
It’s like an island set in a tempestuous sea
Where i can withdraw from the problems of life
From a world torn with trouble and strife
It’s a place where contentment can be found
In appreciating the beauty which is all around
Above the silence there can be heard
The buzzing of the bee or the chirping of a bird
It’s a place where many colours catch the eye
I can behold the beauty of the butterfly
If one looks closely there can be seen
Signs of where the aphids and slugs have been
Sometimes i get the feeling that i am not on my own
And that other power seeks to make its presence known
The fragrance of the flowers provides the air
And God seems to be speaking to me there
When i contemplate the power of the one in control
Peace and serenity descend upon my soul
I ask myself how did all this come to be?
And without God it must remain a mystery.

Ron Martin

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