Copyright © 2008 Judith J. Bentley
There is a garden
hidden in plain view
a sister soul
had invited me to.
Being free to all,
it welcomed me,
a traveler who
found solace in
its shady silence.
When I meet
any passer-by
who wonders why
I’m propelled by joy,
I simply say—
There is a garden
hidden in plain view
a sister soul
had invited me to.
Being free to all,
it welcomed me—
it welcomes you.
[1] I wrote this poem after visiting a meditation garden in Richmond, Virginia. I used the image of the garden as a symbol for the Spirit of Love which is always present even when, because of our own blindness, it may sometimes seem hidden from view.
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