Dappled light filters down
Through the foliage of the trees
Casting Your light and shadows
In my garden…
Gentle breeze blows
Through the trees and
Causing them to sway and dance
In rhythm to the current’s leading…
Musical wind chimes proclaim
Their tinkling announcement
Of Your gentle Presence
In response to the zephyr…
Melodious songbirds
Sing their love songs
In the flowering garden
Like Your call of love…
Come brighten my being
With Your light…
Come blow through my mind
With Your breath of life…
Come and proclaim to my heart
Your gentle Presence…
Come sing over my soul
With love songs oh Creator
In the dappled light of morning…
(By: Melanie Boutiette, circa July 2021. Reflections on garden moments.)
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