Within each of us lies a garden,
You need only look inside,
It lies within our hearts
Where love and hope abide.
Mary Lovett
It's there in all its splendor
Though some eyes cannot see
The beauty there within themselves,
So they choose not to believe.
Moonlight
But the garden's there, I've seen it
Every time I've witnessed love,
Every time a heart has reached out
With compassion from above.
Each and every act of kindness
Acts of giving, sharing, too.
White Cap
All represent a flower
There inside of me and you.
But each garden must be tended
It needs love and special care,
An abundance of pure water
That is only found in prayer.
Princesse de Nassau
For the Master Gardener knows
of every heart of every bloom
And it's His hope and desire
In your garden you've made room,
So that He may tend the flowers
And may pull a weed or two,
For without the Master Gardener
Hearts have flowers, far too few.
- Gina Laurin
Leda
The minister read this poem at my friend Jack's funeral on Saturday. I was so moved by the message, that I decided I had to share it here with you.
Having attended funerals for friends on two successive weekends has hit me pretty hard. Though I knew each of them for a couple of years, I sincerely wish I had known them better than I did. I knew I could break away from my daily routine visit them later ... or so I thought. For Diana and Jack, those laters will never come.
I have decided that I will stop putting things off till later. I have people I want to visit, places I want to go, and things I want to do ... and I will do them NOW.
(written by Hartwood Roses. Hartwood Roses blog.)
