In the garden - A Poem

there's a loud ache in me

a yearning,

for the rich flavour of stillness

where moments are drawn out in spaciousness

and my soul awakens to the quiet beauty.

presence.

a cool river running through my being

peace,

refreshing.

He takes my hand in moments of mundanity,

"My love, every moment with me is an adventure,

an escape to the bountiful garden.

I have found you,

come and get lost with me here"

and we're laughing, dancing

light feet touching soft grass

I am my beloved's and He is mine -

in love,

in the garden again.