We Dream Of The Gardens Of The Lord Poem by Mary Angela Douglas
We Dream Of The Gardens Of The Lord
The sacred blush of skies and roses
Perhaps the Lord our God is near
In the cool of the day in his dream gardens
Counting and watching the bluebells sway
And we're in His dream where Eden stayed
And time and history just flew away
Leaving the peace of the hills and the dells
and all of us healed by His beautiful spells.
mary angela douglas 8 may 2024
Wednesday, May 8, 2024
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