walking down a path I had often been down
one place I always passed by was very hard for
me to ignore.
I could hear this beautiful soft music coming
it drew me closer with each step but I still
could not decide.
I wondered if I should go in for a visit to take
a look around,
there on the path, ahead of me, were pink rose
petals on the ground.
I walked up to the gate and through a flowered
entrance to get in,
first was the lovely fragrance of flowers and
the sound of a violin.
There were so many different flowers everywhere
I could see,
the absolute beauty of it all was completely
breath taking to me.
What was this wonderful, serene place I had
it was filled with so many people but not anyone
Everyone there looked so peaceful with a smile
on their face,
where was I, what was I doing here, what was
I was going to turn and leave and try not to
bother any one,
then I heard soft footsteps behind me and knew I
should not run.
“Please, come in my friend there are so many
lovely things here to see”,
a kindly looking gentleman said walking ever so
slowly up to me.
“Your in the prayer garden and you are always
welcome to stay,
people come here often when they feel the need
“ God can provide you with everything to help
you make it through,
there is always plenty of faith, hope, trust,
love, and forgiveness too.”
“Please, come back for another visit anytime you
want to pray,
God is always here to listen, twenty-four hours
February 23, 2005